Zeke sharing a morning cup of coffee with Grandma

One thing I love about our Christmas with Grayson’s family is a time when we all sit together and share how God has blessed us in the past year, and what He’s been doing in our hearts. The hope of Christ has been a thread of truth God has been weaving into my heart these past months. Especially at Christmastime, I was able to tie together the hope we find in Christ to that little baby in a manger. A child so tiny and innocent, mimicking any anticipated behavior of a newborn, yet holding so much hope—so much assured expectation.

“And behold, you will conceive in your womb a son, and you shall call His name Jesus. He will be great and will be called the Son of the Most High. And the Lord God will give Him the throne of His father David, and He will reign over the house of Jacob forever, and of His kingdom there will be no end.” Luke 1:31-33

These thoughts came just soon after the elementary school shooting in Newtown, Connecticut, of which I wrote about in my last post. I thought about all of those parents whom, upon holding their newborn child in the hospital, had such great aspirations for all their child would become. None of those parents dared even begin to think that their little one would be taken from them so soon. Surely each parent believed they would outlive their son or daughter. And so in light of these events I was thinking about Mary. I thought of her holding her precious new son, and likened it to my first time holding Ezekiel. Eternality promised in a newborn babe, in Jesus Christ. Because of the promise of His everlasting kingdom, I have that same promise for my own children—that they will live in eternity with their Maker, their Savior. One little baby some 2000 years ago made it possible for my little babies to have hope. And so I have hope.

This is the hope we have to pass on to a lost world. These two truths—the hopelessness of our world, and the hope we find in Christ, were working heavily in my heart as I considered them in light of each other the past few months.

“For by grace you have been saved through faith. And that is not your own doing, it is the gift of God, not a result of works, so that no one may boast. For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works.” Ephesians 2:8-10

Zeke sledding with his Uncle Mitch

Our works will never save us. If they could, there would have been no need for Christ to come. There would be no need for His blood. Our works, however, are disgustingly insufficient to save our souls, no matter how many good works we do.

Biblical works are not the deeds we do to merit favor with God. They look nothing like the begrudging church nursery worker puting in her time for the month. They are not the man sitting in the pew throwing an extra bill in the offering plate when his wife nudges his ribs. They are not our feeble attempts to gain a salvation through charity, church attendance, or a display of fruits of the spirit. No, Biblical works are the very commands of Christ.

“A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another: just as I have loved you, you also are to love one another. By this all people will know that you are my disciples, if you have love for one another.” John 13:34-35

Biblical works are at the heart of every true believer seeking to follow His Lord. Caring for orphans, loving his neighbor, whom in this globalized world is next door or across the ocean, setting the captives free, loosening the chains of the oppressed, meeting the widow in her affliction. Biblical works are showing the very love of Christ to this world with every opportunity we are given, as well as seeking out further opportunities to do so.

“But if anyone has the world’s goods and sees his brother in need, yet closes his heart against him, how does God’s love abide in him? Little children, let us not love in word or talk but in deed and in truth.” 1 John 3:17-18 

And so let us not toss works out the window, for works indeed have their place in our faith—they complete it, giving a perfect picture of God’s intent of our mission in this world—to glorify Him and make Him known. This is done beautifully and effectively as our faith in Him is manifested through the good works He does in and through us. That’s just what works are—a manifestation of our faith. Faith and works do not oppose one another, fighting for the greatest place of prominence. No, they work in harmony together to show this world the great love of God for His creation—each soul on this earth.

And so what do I do with this? This has been my question for weeks. How do I become a doer rather than a hearer only? I pray. I pray that God will do this work in me, fashioning my own heart to His, that I may see the hurt and the need of this world, loving each person as He does, meeting needs that I may then be given an opportunity to share the Gospel. This is all rather vague, I realize. But I am praying for specifics. There are things which God places in my heart, a vision for His plan, that I know I must keep at the forefront of my heart and mind. One of these is His heart for the poor and orphans. And so I read. I read His Word and other books that I may continue to learn, and that the burden of these hurting people may remain of high priority in my heart. It is my job to keep this vision prominent, now that God has given it, and I challenge you to do the same. Seek Him. Seek His plan. When He reveals it, pursue it with great fervor that it not escape you. Do not be caught doing nothing in the “wait”. Yes, wait for details and opportunities, but in the meantime, do. He has already given us such clear directions in His Word. Be ye a doer of the Word.