Sunday Debrief: I Am Holy (9/22/13)

Those in Christ are holy. God sets us apart for a purpose. And that purpose is to make his name known.

We don’t want to treat our holiness commonly, letting the world co-opt the word and make it something it isn’t meant to be.

Now, on to the topic at hand. . .

When talking about holiness preachers such as I inevitably move toward objects that we give special preference to in our home (for real or imagined reasons). Such as:

  • Our fine china (we have none, FYI)
  • Christmas decorations (we have a whole closet with Christmas decorations in it)
  • Certain clothes we wear (I do have a suit–four, actually.)
  • Our Bibles (am I the only one who has a preaching Bible?)

The problem is that the way we view holiness, or being set apart, is that we use “holy” items less frequently. However, in God’s economy, it is the exact opposite. We are set apart to declare his goodness to everyone–at all times. And to enjoy him.

1 Peter 2:9 But you are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people for his own possession, that you may proclaim the excellencies of him who called you out of darkness into his marvelous light.

The joy in this kind of holiness is that it isn’t made common with repeated use. Not only that, but it can’t be ruined by interacting with something “unholy.” It endures eternally because it is sourced in the person and work of Jesus.

Try it. Open your Bible on a day other than Sunday. Talk about Jesus with a co-worker. Then do it again. Pray with your wife. Repent of your sin. Enjoy seeing beauty in a sunset and worship God in it. You can’t wear it out. You live for him always and he has set you apart for his purposes. Live in those purposes.

It’s OK if you’re a Christian and people think you’re weird. You should be. Jesus was weird. He didn’t have a home. He picked twelve misfits and lived with them for three years. One betrayed him. He didn’t have a retirement account. He didn’t eat food for 40 days straight. He called out people who got perfect attendance in Sunday School, and he loved prostitutes. And all the while he was holy.

In Jesus, so are you. Love him. Live for him.  And see what happens.

I'd love to hear your thoughts . . .