Keep prayer out of schools.
Don’t talk to me about Jesus.
Believing in God is fine for you, but I don’t need a crutch.
How could you believe in a God who allows bad things to happen to good people?
Jesus. There’s something about that name…but not always in a good way.
For those who are aware of their need to be reconciled to God, the name Jesus truly is a sweet sound. But for those who don’t see their need, it’s a name that has been reduced to a swear word.
We can’t consider the Christmas story without remembering how the wise men came, seeking the “king of the Jews.” The reigning monarch, Herod, wasn’t at all happy with their search. A new king was a threat for the old king. But Herod knew how to deal with threats. Hoping to catch the one baby boy, Herod ordered the slaughter of all baby boys under the age of two in Bethlehem.
Herod was motivated by insecurity and fear. He clung to his power and thrived on what he could control.
Hmmm…not so different from people today. Believing that Jesus really is the Son of God who came to be our Savior means giving up our own agendas. Acknowledging that the illusion of our control is just that—an illusion.
We fear the One whose love casts out all fear.
We run from the One who left heaven to run to us.
We resist the One who leads us with cords of kindness.
We turn away from the One whose substitutionary death caused His Father to turn away from Him.
Herod was threatened by the only One who could give him the peace he desperately needed. Let’s not follow his example.
Jesus came to bring peace—peace with God and peace from God.
There’s just something about that name.