Being a man of God is one of the highest callings that I strive for in this life. Each day that passes I dream more of people seeing the grace of God shine through me, seeing little to no presence of the flesh that I embody. The Scriptures are filled with stories and writing both from and pertaining to men of God. One that most people know of is David.
David the king
It says in Acts 13:22 “And when He had removed him, He raised up for them David as king, to whom also He gave testimony and said, ‘I have found David the son of Jesse, a man after My own heart, who will do all My will.’”
This is the man that God saw, and yet so often we see the sinful acts of David. Most commonly we think of the story of Bathsheba, and for me personally, I wonder how someone could do something like that. Still, God saw the man David truly was and used him for His glory, not for the memory of his mistakes.
Am I useless?
So why do I think, though all sin is equal in the eyes of God, that He can’t use me? Why do I imagine myself as completely useless, too far gone for any good to come? That’s the opposite of what I should think. God didn’t sent His Son to this earth to take away my sins for me to fall back into my old habits, to think the same thoughts I did before I was saved.
He sent His Son to set us free from sin, to open our blind eyes, open our deaf ears, give life to the lifeless, hope to the hopeless, peace to the restless, and love to the lost! God doesn’t look on me and see the decaying flesh that I once was. He sees His Son, He sees His blood washed over me and the stains are gone. He works the Holy Spirit in my life to help me further His kingdom!
What happens when I fall?
Does this mean I still fall? Yes. Does this mean I give in to temptation? Yes! God forgives us (me) every time, and all we need to do is ask! Knock and the door shall be opened unto you! Ask and you will receive! God who gives to all liberally and without reproach!
I have also considered the Cross when thinking about being a man of God. “Greater love hath no man than this, that he lay down his life for his friends.” We weren’t even friends with God! We were sinners! Yet He took my place!
I tried to understand the place of Barabbas in the story of the crucifixion. Was he there just because they needed someone to be set free instead of Jesus? No, no it’s much more important than that.. See, that’s me. I am Barabbas, and God loved me so much that He let me go free. I stood there as they unlocked my chains and dragged Jesus off the stand.
I’m the reason they whipped Him. I’m the reason He carried His own cross to Golgotha. I’m the reason they nailed Him to that cross. I’m the reason He became sin!
It wasn’t Pilate who set Barabbas free. It wasn’t the people, it was Gods love. Gods love, so vast, so deep, so wide, so high, that let Barabbas go.
Barabbas deserved the punishment, just like me. He went free, just like I did. God loved him. God loved me.
A man like no other
“Truly this man was the Son of God!” Those were the words spoken by the centurion after Jesus’ death.
He died for me and you – for all sinners – even the ones who will never accept the free gift He offers. So yes, I will be a man of God, I will fear Him, follow His lead, worship Him, surrender to Him all aspects of my life.
How could I offer so little to the One who gave me everything?