In Despair, God Reminds Us of Freedom
in Salvation
“‘I tell you the truth everyone who sins is a slave
of sin. A slave is not a permanent member of the family but a son is part of
the family forever. So if the Son sets you free, you are truly free. But now you are free from the power of sin and have
become slaves of God. Now you do those things that lead to holiness and result
in eternal life.’” John 8:34-36 and Romans 6:22 (NLT)
Khen Lim
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Her side of their bed is now creaseless and her blanket
remains folded. That side has not been slept by anyone since. Similarly, her
bedside light has not been turned on and neither her reading glasses above her books
and periodicals been touched. Her slippers are still arranged neatly right next
to her side of the bed and the walking stick that we bought her – which she
never did use – remains where it has always been.
Since my mother passed away on October 22 2015 from duodenal
cancer, my father has not been the same, which is understandable considering
that they’d been married since 1957. That’s two short of sixty years together.
In the sixteen months since, dad has taken her absence not in a very constructive
way. It’s difficult to always try to talk him out of it because nagging just
won’t work if the heart’s not there but not being able to say anything purpose
to help him makes me helpless at the same time.
Being a very young Christian
who rarely reads God’s Word, dad’s spiritual immaturity means it’s not easy to
help him see things in the ways of Christ. And so we’re left to try to cope
with dad’s mood swings every day because some days, he’s fine but otherwise, he
can be so enormously difficult that struggle isn’t the word to describe what my
wife and I experience.
Grappling with loss
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Losing a mother isn’t something I’ve ever experienced. I
wouldn’t have understood how difficult it might be to go through. My father
wouldn’t understand what he had to face as well. A simple matter of a death (is
death ever simple?) can take one’s
breath away. In the case of my dad, it could take his life if he’d will it.
Depression has since set in and although by nature he is negatively minded,
it’s taken on monstrous proportions now.
Everything can be daunting to my father. Sign of dark clouds
looming would mean not going out for dinner. Finding out every three weeks that
he needs two or three pints for blood transfusion because of his very low
haemoglobin count can set him off for the rest of the day.
Even a little bit of
waiting for his appointments with his medical specialists can get him unwound.
Through all of this, my wife and I weather them come rain or shine. And there’s
no one else around who can provide us emotional support.
So if anyone were to ask me, “If you could have anything in
life, anything at all, what would it
be?” how would I answer this? It’s either I want to the ground to crack open
and swallow me up or I’d have nothing at all. Maybe I just want silence from
everyone telling me what to do as if they understand the stress.
Maybe, just
maybe, I want people to feel pity for us because many a times, the loneliness
in having to deal with the problem is staggering and overwhelming to say the
least. Yes, in the end, come to think of it, maybe nothing at all. Often, I
come to the point of thinking, perhaps, nothing anyone can offer will help.
God speaks
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Suddenly, I hear a voice but I see no one though I sense a
‘presence.’
“Oh, come on, son. Try. Just try.”
I look around once more. Left. Right. No one. My wife is
outside working at her garden while the girls are fast asleep. It is afternoon
and things have gone idyllic for a while though I’m there looking after them.
My thoughts begin to race as I consider who might be talking to me. I think I
know.
It’s as if He’s waiting to see how I’d respond.
“I feel so trapped, Lord. Life can be so tough, so
stupefyingly tough. It’s been torturous to even consider how I could make it
through the next few months let alone years given the overwhelming odds we need
to face. We can’t go anywhere far because my dad needs us. We can’t go anywhere
extravagant because all our finances are tied up in knots. We cannot do
anything we like because we have the kids to think about.”
“And all this while, I feel like the four walls are closing
in, slowly, one bit at a time.”
I sigh in hopeless trepidation.
I don’t see Him, not with my eyes but in my mind, I know He’s
looking straight at me, wondering about my foolishness.
“Son, I’m talking
about the possibilities I have offered you but you’ve set about feeling caged
by your limitations,” He replied.
“Why are you living your life this way? It’s no wonder you
struggle to even go through a day, let alone a whole week. That’s your mistake,” He continued.
“Have you thought about what you plan to do when the kids I
have given you grow up?”
Stunned by the question, I propped straight up and wonder why
that came from.
“What? Where did that
come from??”
“Gimme a break, Lord. I mean… that’s a ridiculously long way
away from where I am right now, right? Right?”
I felt I was really losing it now. I’m talking out loud but
really, there’s no one around; at least, no one anyone can see. But in the end,
I know I cannot question His presence any more than I can knock it out of the
park. I knew too well He’s right there. In front of me.
Sensing that the Lord might probably be starting to give up on
me, I said, “Okay, okay, no. No, You’re right. I have and I have not. But I’ve
got such a full plate that I can’t see past my nose. I’m not sure if You know
how I feel…”
“Of course, I do. After all, I am God. I created you. I am
always ahead of all your thoughts. So I know.”
“Besides that, son, I want you to listen carefully to what I
have to say to you. Your father is in good hands. It is you I am worried about.
I want you to broaden the way you see things. Don’t confine yourself to looking
at things with a half glass empty attitude. Instead I have given you the gift
of imagination. So, go imagine the possibilities. Be hopeful. Be confident.
Look ahead and know I am always there with you.”
“When you find the door you want to open, I will be there.
Just because life has thrown you a few curve balls lately doesn’t mean you
cannot take the steps forward. Free yourself from the bondage that has been
holding you back. The future is exciting for you, son. I have made it so but
you cannot get there with the attitude you now have.”
And that’s when I realise that God was right, as always. But
He wasn’t done with me yet.
“You need ‘something’ to make you feel certain you can do
anything?”
I looked at him completely surprised he knew that was what I
was thinking.
“Son, I have already given you that ‘something.’ You have been
ready for that next step for a long time. You just didn’t look in the right direction.”
Freedom Christ-defined
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From that day onwards, I have not forgotten the incident. It’s
as if it was branded into my cerebral cortex.
With that ‘something,’ God was talking about freedom. In
Romans 8:15 (NLT), the Apostle Paul reminds us, saying:
“So you have not received a spirit that makes you fearful slaves.
Instead, you received God’s Spirit when He adopted you as His own children. Now
we call him ‘Abba, Father.’”
Through the cross of Christ, we have been set to freedom from
the guilt and condemnation of the flesh. Ephesians 1:7 (NLT) says, “He is so rich in kindness and grace that He
purchased our freedom with the blood of His Son and forgave our sins.” With
this freedom, we are no longer bound to the shackles that limit what we could
do. We are no more enslaved to a condemned life but one that now unbounded to
fully realise our potential for the glory of God.
When Jesus began His ministry, He declared, “The Spirit of the Lord is upon Me, for He
has anointed Me to bring Good News to the poor. He has sent Me to proclaim that
captives will be released, that the blind will see, that the oppressed will be
set free” (Lk 4:18, NLT). And the Son went on to fully fulfil His mission
by dying on the cross, absorbing our transgressions in a humanly improbable act
to free all of us. By using His Son’s death to achieve this, our bonds are
released and we can walk away from the realm of darkness and into His kingdom
of eternal light (Col 1:13). As Paul says:
“…God declared an end to sin’s control over us by giving His Son as a
sacrifice for our sins.” (Rom 8:3, NLT)
Before we accepted Christ’s gift of salvation, as unbelievers,
we were fearful of things unknown. We felt that we have to control everything
in our lives. Where control was not possible, we’d freaked out. Such was the case
where we are most afraid of the mystery of death. What laid behind death was
always something that gripped us in fear mainly because we had no understanding
of and no assurance of what would come next.
“We know that our old sinful selves were crucified with Christ so that
sin might lose its power in our lives. We are no longer slaves to sin.”
(Rom 6:6, NLT)
Even so, as Christians, many of us remain afraid of sin’s
power to drag us back and hold us down. We somehow become prone to that feeling
that we’re still bonded to sin and fear its ravaging destruction over us. But
by Him dying on the cross and defeating death through His resurrection, He did
what no one else could do; He gave us the freedom to walk away from the fear of
death. He gave us every reason to know that only He could give us the power to
free ourselves from sin’s stranglehold.
“For only as a human being could He die and only by dying could He break
the power of the devil who had the power of death. Only in this way could He
set free all who have lived their lives as slaves to the fear of dying.”
(Heb 2:14-15, NLT)
The ravages of sin aren’t just seen in evil thoughts that
pervade our consciousness. It’s also the subtle ways in which we feel
discouragement and frustration. It’s the very thing that tells us we will never
win or we will never get things done. Or we might as well give up because the
light at the other end of the tunnel won’t be there.
To go through life,
handling two little baby girls as well as a depressed father who has a litany
of different illnesses require immense courage and faith but the devil’s lies
hold us back from being able to overcome. He tempts us into his lair of
disreality where we fall into the bounds of limiting our imagination to do
good.
He continues relentlessly to bombard our conscience with endless
deceptions about what we can and cannot do and then lures us to feel
bitterness, hatred and disillusionment about how my wife and I feel deserted in
trying to cope with everything.
That voice of evil wants to master over us but Christ affirms
us that, through Him, death no longer has a grip over our lives anymore. His
dominion is over:
“So now, there is no condemnation for those who belong to Christ Jesus.”
(Rom 8:1, NLT)
And there’s a good reason why too – Scripture tells us that in
Christ’s death and resurrection, we have “received
God’s Spirit when He adopted you as His own children. Now we call Him ‘Abba,
Father!’” (Rom 8:15, NLT)
Before we were saved, darkness reigned in our lives. We were
heartless, not understanding or even rejecting God’s counsel. We willingly
subjected ourselves into bondage through the works of evil. Surreptitiously, we
lost our freedom though we hardly knew it at that time. And with freedom lost,
we were trapped in a cesspool of oppression, frustration and depression. The
darkness foretold hopelessness in which the devil’s conviction is that no one
will save us because we’re unworthy to be saved.
By the death of His Son on the cross, we now can walk away
from all our bondages. From the dark comes bright hope illuminated by the cross
upon which Christ delivered us from sin. We are now liberated from sin’s
captivity. We are now born into new life (Rom 6:3-5).
But now the question is, if Christ has set us
free from being consumed by darkness, can or should we allow ourselves to be
bound up again? Do we go about feeling limited about what we can do because we think we’re going nowhere? Have we
gained and then lost that freedom because we willed ourselves in pity and
despair?
In this regard especially, Scripture offers us two reminders:
“For you have been called to live in freedom, my brothers and sisters
But don’t use your freedom to satisfy your sinful nature. Instead, use your
freedom to serve one another in love.” (Gal 5:13, NLT)
And,
“God has called us to live holy lives, not impure lives.” (1 Thes
4:7, NLT)
Paul, being the writer in both instances, penned them in
letters to the churches of Galatia and Thessaloniki, which in today’s terms,
would be people like us. In both verses, the Apostle reminds us that Christ has
set us free from sin so that we be sanctified to Him. He did not die on the
cross for us to perpetuate in sin and live a life of impurity and debauchery or
to indulge in the weaknesses of the dark. To be sanctified to Christ implies a
practice in a life of obedience and holiness.
It does not mean that while we consider ourselves recipients
of the gift of salvation, we can continue to indulge ourselves as if we were
never saved in the first place. As our lives have changed through and in
Christ, we cannot go on doing whatever and whenever we please; neither can we
live in reckless lawlessness and still be thankful for the blood of Christ to
cover us. In other words, we are believers now; so act like believers!
Freedom to change anew
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To the Romans, Paul writes, “Well then, since God’s grace has set us free from the law, does that
mean we can go on sinning? Of course not!” (Rom 6:15, NLT) Similarly Peter
says, “For you are free, you are God’s
slaves, so don’t use your freedom as an excuse to do evil.” (1 Pt 2:16,
NLT) Peter’s use of the word ‘slaves’ is interesting for it raises the question
of whether we are slaves to sin or to God.
To be a slave to sin ensures that we
are back in bondage, scraping the barrel looking for answers while we take in
all the bitterness of a fruitless life. On the other hand, to be a slave of God
means we obey His call to obedience and righteousness (Rom 6:16), without
which, we “will not see the Lord” (Heb 12:14, NLT).
Though we are saved, we still need God for His timely reminders.
Only He can fill the gaps in our lives from within which, we remain vulnerable.
Sin isn’t just the usual obvious bad things we say or do. We know it applies if
we rob the bank, murder someone, commit adultery and do the very things that
everyone knows is wrong.
But in this case, sin is subtle and it creeps up on us
without us realising it. On the occasion that God’s presence was a timely
reminder, I was shaken to the core when His words resonated in such a brutally
honest way.
Losing someone so precious in our lives is always a very
difficult emotion to overcome. People say time heals but obviously we cannot
wait forever either. The idea of instant gratification is that we expect to get
over it very quickly but in a perverse way, sometimes we don’t want that.
Instead we somehow find ways to feel guilt, remorse and self-pity. We think we
didn’t do enough and wish we could wind back the clock and do better.
Invariably we can caught up in a maelstrom of depression, despair and
distraught, and as a result, think we don’t deserve to get over it.
Through the past number of years, my father’s health has been
steadily declining. Today he needs medical attention for his diabetes, blood
(high platelets and very low haemoglobin), heart (occasional failure), kidneys
(approaching dialysis stage), prostate and even the occasionally inability to
walk (lumbar nerve compression).
None of these are straightforward to deal
with. In fact when one aspect of his health looks great, the others need extra
attention. The desire to seek a balanced outlook is what we pursue all the time
but seldom achievable.
In the meantime, the two little girls are right in the period
of painful teething, which means frequent bouts of fever, diarrhoea et cetera
accompanied by lots of tears and sleep deprivation for all of us. The recent
time when dad was in the hospital Intensive Care Unit (ICU) was a very
difficult trial for us because my wife and I had to split our time and
priorities. Even so, our struggles spread us precariously thin. Thank heavens
for the many who offered prayers.
Surrounded by all this, neither my wife nor I could afford to
fall sick but invariably, it was the girls who came down with the flu. With my
dad in ICU due to pneumonia (read here
for more), the possibility that on discharge, he could be infected straightaway
was frighteningly real and potentially deadly for him. And all that merely
added to our burden. We often wondered when that straw that would finally break
the camel’s back was going to come.
With one thing leading to another, we were really struggling to
hold ourselves together. At times, we were worried that the problems would
simply tear us apart but the more we thought about what was happening, the
worst they actually appeared. We ended up scaring ourselves unnecessarily.
We
spurned chances to do little things but happy things because our worries made
it impossible for us to enjoy them. Dad’s occasionally outbursts would cause
either one of us to suffer inexorably. In moments like this, my wife would use
me as a punching bag (or vice-versa) for emotional release.
God’s lifetime assurance
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“Son, where you find My Spirit, you will find freedom. It is
this that will set you free,” God said.
“But where were you when I needed You most, Lord? There have
been times when Your silence was so hard to cope with.” I asked.
“I have always been
there, right next to you,” He replied and continued, “But you were too
distracted by the noise around you to realise that. You looked at all the wrong
places for the answers you need when all you should’ve done was to be still and
find Me.”
“I love you so much that My Son had to die on the cross to
absolve you of your sins. You don’t need to go through all the dark places
again and suffer at the hands of evil. I have everything you need. Just ask,
son. Just ask.”
“And see what I can do for you.”
With my face buried in the palms of my hands, my knees began
to buckle and I slowly collapsed on to the floor. God’s love was so abundant
that it was impossible not to feel it coursing through my body. I was tinging
all over and at times, chills and shivers went all the way my spine. I looked
up at the ceiling as if it was opened for me to see His kingdom.
I knew He was up there somewhere. I was aware He knew how I
felt at that moment in time. It was like a whole lot of burden just got lifted
up from my shoulders. I felt a sense of lightness even as I sat on the floor.
One moment I had collapsed under the weight of my realisation and the next,
this lightness that felt like lifting me upwards. It was a very unusual sense
of freedom I was experiencing, the type that works from the inside of my head
and the swelling of my heart.
I was wrong to have felt a loss of purpose and God was right
in showing me the way out. When I felt my life was so filled with frustration,
I had lost my way with God. He didn’t leave me; surreptitiously it was I who
left Him behind to fight my battles on my own.
Author Doug
Stewart once said, “Freedom has a
price and it is high. Sometimes a man must give all he can, sometimes a man
must die.” He might not have meant it but I like to think that he was
referring to Jesus, the man who had to die for us to have our freedom.
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