I woke up this morning with a phrase running through my head: “Make a difference through me.” And the “me” I saw as ME = My Effort. God will do good things, but through our efforts. I know this is fundamental, but I saw this as a message to people everywhere to remember that it takes personal responsibility to touch other people’s lives. It can’t be done through a church or a mosque or a synagogue. It has to be done “through me.”
People don’t sense love when you tell them it’s Christ Community Church or Shaarey Zedek or Masjid Wali Muhammad handing out water, food or clothing. But when you say “I love you” it means something.
Personal responsibility. Personal effort.
MY responsibility. MY effort.
“For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus unto good works, which God hath before ordained that we should walk in them.” Eph. 2:10
Of course, it’s GOD working in us and through us, but He expects nothing less than for us to express His love through our actions. Not the Pastor’s actions or the Missions team’s travels or the band’s efforts.
Jesus’ example to us is one of personal sacrifice and loss. He didn’t “show up” in power and glory, with a host of angels and ministering spirits. He came Alone. Defenseless. Powerless. Naked. Weak. Poor.
No weapons, threats, armies or violence. Just Him, with the Father’s Love.
We have the same love.
God is Love.