Mission: Day 1

I find it helpful to imagine that it’s my first day on the job. I do this on a regular basis in order to reframe my perspective on what I’m doing and why. If you’ve never tried this, I recommend it as a regular exercise. As anyone would (or should) on their first day anywhere, I like to ask questions like:

  • What is it we’re hoping to accomplish as an organization/company/group of people?
  • What has been done in the past that has sought to move us toward accomplishing that mission, and how was it successful or unsuccessful?
  • How is “success” measured here? Is that the best metric?
  • What blindspots have developed in those who have been at it for a while?
  • What “sacred cows” exist that I need to be aware of, if any?
  • What has not been tried yet? Why not?

Today is Monday morning after Easter (Resurrection) Sunday. Jesus’ followers should probably look at today as “Mission: Day 1.” If you know the story of Jesus’ resurrection, you know that He stayed around for around 40 days and continued to show himself and taught people about His Kingdom. (Acts 1:3)

What we see in his disciples right after Jesus’ resurrection though, was that they went back to work. (John 21) Changed internally by the life-altering reality that their rabbi was back from the dead, it doesn’t (at least at first) seem to make a huge difference in them. Let’s chalk it up to adrenaline or perhaps allowing their new reality to sink in. So, no judgment here. I’ve learned that most people’s default setting when they’re not sure what to do is to do nothing. I get that.

What are we to do today, the day after we celebrate the most incredible, miraculous, history-shaking, unparalleled event that humanity has ever known? Outwardly, is it just another Monday? Probably seems so. But inwardly (making its way out), it’s Mission: Day 1.

The news of Jesus’ resurrection spread as you might expect. He revealed Himself in resurrected/glorified form to hundreds, maybe thousands of people, before He ascended into heaven. So the fact of His resurrection was not merely tabloid fodder. This was the actual reality of the situation: A man had been crucified in front of a huge crowd who all watched him die, proven to be dead, put in a sealed and guarded tomb, and was now alive and walking around.

So, if you’re one of this man’s followers, what do you do on Mission: Day 1? Do you tuck this nugget of news under your hat and simply live as you did before? Or do you celebrate the widely-known fact that your Rabbi is the death-conquering Messiah and Lord?

Honestly, I’m not sure why the disciples went back to fishing after Jesus had been resurrected. But I do believe there’s something there for us to learn. They weren’t in denial of Jesus’ resurrection. They were simply integrating this new reality into their lives the best way they could. Probably trying to figure out for themselves how to live in this new world where their best friend is now the resurrected King of all kings.

Here’s my guess: They probably looked at people radically differently than they had before. Every person they saw was now in one of two categories: The “knows” and the “doesn’t know”. Let’s consider this.

Stop wherever you are right now. Look around. Look at the movement of humans around you right now. What are they doing? How do they appear to you? What do you imagine they are thinking? What do they know about Jesus? Do they know? Are they a “know” or a “doesn’t know”?

I don’t know how to tell you how to let them know. That’s really not my thing to be concerned with. My desire here is not to trigger any emotion in you as you read these words. My desire here is simply to invite you to imagine that it’s Day 1 of this new reality, and that there are still people who don’t know.

Go back up to that list of questions toward the beginning of this post. Now, Jesus followers: Imagine they’re applicable to this new resurrected reality we are all now living in. How would you answer them?

What’s good?

It’s Monday of Holy Week and I’ve (again) recently been asked this year the question that seems to emerge every year during Holy Week: “Why is Good Friday called Good Friday?”

Rather than launch into some deeply theological or academic answer (you can find a plethora of those on the intrawebs), let me share with you what I hope amounts to more of a personal, internalized response.

When I think of Jesus, I must always keep in the forefront of my mind that He is God incarnate. That is, God in human flesh. By the way, that’s as theological as this post will get. God became flesh in order to satisfy His own demands for holiness and a holy sacrifice. Why was a sacrifice needed at all? Because the Creator will not tolerate not being fully united with His creation. The perfect sacrifice of the perfect Savior created a perfect salvation that is perfectly accessible to any and all who will believe.

Because you and are…well…imperfect, we couldn’t have provided that perfect sacrifice on our own.

So Jesus humbled Himself by taking on the flesh of humanity and came to live among us. As He did, He gave us a clear reflection of God’s Kingdom and all that it entails. He loved, He taught, He shepherded, He healed, He put justice and righteousness on display, and He willingly crescendoed His earthly ministry with a one-two punch that defeated sin and death for all time.

The cross Jesus died on wasn’t a new invention. The Romans had perfected this method of execution. They didn’t invent crucifixion, but it’s fair to say that they nailed it. Pun intended.

So when we think of Jesus, we must always keep His mission central. Jesus didn’t happen to fall onto the cross. He didn’t get himself wrapped up in the wrong crowd and thereby found Himself on the wrong end of the law, and hanging on a cross. This wasn’t a curveball in His mission. It WAS His mission. Jesus wasn’t a victim as He hung on that cross. This was the script from the beginning. The cross was precisely why He came at all. For Jesus, the cross was Job One.

The hours that Jesus spent on that cross were prepared and planned out millennia beforehand. Read Genesis chapter 3. All of eternity had awaited this crushing blow that Jesus delivered through His death.

And all of creation was the recipient of grace through the shed blood of Jesus’ death on that cross. No one is left out of the invitation to come and take the gift that Jesus offers through the work of the cross. The thief that hung next to Jesus wasn’t just a random or mildly interesting addition to the story. No, no, no. The thief is all of us. The guilty given grace. Jesus said to him that day and it echoes for us today: “I tell you the truth, today you will be with me in paradise.”

Still wonder why Good Friday is Good Friday? Ask yourself these questions:

  1. Since God’s holiness demands a holy sacrifice, what hope do I have in attaining holiness on my own?
  2. If God, through Jesus, provided the necessary sacrifice to forgive my sins, what is keeping me from receiving that gift through faith in Jesus alone?
  3. As a forgiven child of God, how can I set my heart on the good news of Jesus’ sacrificial death on my behalf? Who in my life needs to be told or reminded of His love for them?

I trust that as we move through Holy Week, our hearts will be set on the cross of Jesus and the Good that was done there. I’ll finish where I started: there are other explanations as to why we call it Good Friday, but when it comes to the saving of our souls, I’d argue that none matter as much.

What astounds me?

Living a life of following Jesus is to live in a certain tension. Well, not just one, but one in particular I’d like to think about and talk about with you.

The core beliefs of someone (like me) who has chosen to accept Jesus’ invitation to “Follow Me*” must live within the tension of the life-altering truth of the gospel that is both familiar and yet foreign.

Familiar because we live and breathe this gospel truth every day. It permeates every part of our daily lives. There is nothing that is untouched by the transformational grace of God. Every thought, question, wrestle, word spoken, confrontation, conviction, relationship, concern, interaction, and every type of decision we make is changed dramatically in the light of Jesus’ love, life, death, and resurrection. It can’t be otherwise. For it not to be this way is to perpetuate what Dietrich Bonhoeffer calls “cheap grace.” This is the catastrophic belief (whether conscious or subconscious) that God’s grace is readily available without requiring any effort or sacrifice from the believer.

And it is this true and real dynamic of faith that creates the connecting link between a familiar gospel and a foreign grace. Let’s now unwrap the foreign side.

Follower of Jesus, I’m addressing you and us together. We must not ever allow the familiar story of Jesus to become so familiar that we do not marvel at it endlessly. The gospel accounts recorded for us so beautifully, no matter how many verses our highlighters glide over, must never become bedtime stories that lull us to sleep. Rather, the life and love of Jesus is the awakening agent of who we are and all we are. The grace of God must always be an astounding and confounding truth that we simultaneously embrace and yet still struggle to embrace. It is in the wrestling that we find the fire. To become complacent in this is to set the gospel on a shelf in our minds and hearts, only to collect the dust of impotence and ineffectiveness. When we do this, our churches are filled with complacent critics rather than wonder-filled worshipers.

Many years ago, I read a book that I think I’ve mentioned on my website many times. It’s a book called “Dangerous Wonder” by Mike Yaconelli. I want to recommend it to you. And while you’re picking up that one, you may as well grab its follow-up, “Messy Spirituality.” These two books served as a tour-de-force in my spiritual life, inspiring me with a faith that is unfamiliar, scary, unpredictable, revolutionary, and was exactly what my heart needed to move from a performance-based religiosity to a grace-based love affair with Jesus.

Christians crack me up. At this writing, we are two days away from what we refer to as “Palm Sunday,” which ushers us into Holy Week: Maundy Thursday, Good Friday, Holy (Silent) Saturday, and, of course, Resurrection (Easter) Sunday. Of course, Easter is the biggest holiday on the Christian calendar (sorry, Christmas) due to the reality that we are celebrating the fact that Jesus rose again from the grave, conquering sin, hell, and death. And no, that’s no rumor or myth. Maybe you’ll consider the words of an Oxford professor:

“I have been used for many years to study the histories of other times, and to examine and weigh the evidence of those who have written about them, and I know of no one fact in the history of mankind which is proved by better and fuller evidence of every sort, to the understanding of a fair inquirer, than the great sign which God hath given us that Christ died and rose again from the dead.”

—Thomas Arnold, Professor of History Oxford

It is for me, and should be for you, that the resurrection of Jesus is validated and verified fact. If it is (and it is), what level of marvel and wonder do we meet it with? When we consider the cross, do we callously utter the words “Well, of course, He did. I knew He would” because we have the luxury of the full story? If the onlookers at the moment of Jesus’ death were able to form the words “Surely this was a man of God” (Matt. 27:54), can we assume to do no less two-thousand years later? Are we so familiar with the story that we no longer stand, mouth gaping, at the door of His vacant tomb?

What astounds me? What astounds you? I fear we may have lost the edge of our sense of wonder at the cross. I fear we may be taking the empty tomb more in stride with the spring-time season than a life-shattering, moment-by-moment, dead-in-your-tracks truth that keeps us living passionately pointing to that cross and that tomb. Lord Jesus, would you bring us back to your cross and your tomb and refill our minds and hearts and decisions with the kind of awe that is due such a beautiful and miraculous gift, bought for us by the shed blood of Jesus and the authority put on full display by a stone slap draped in empty grave cloth?

May we not treat this next week as an annual occurence, but as a daily celebration what cause our hearts to cry out in wonder, because we’re astounded at the depth of love God has shown us through Jesus.


*Jesus said, “Follow Me” in the following places through the four gospels:

Matthew 4:19

Matthew 8:22

Matthew 9:9

Matthew 16:24

Matthew 19:21

Mark 1:17

Mark 2:14

Mark 8:34

Mark 10:21

Luke 5:27

Luke 9:23

Luke 9:59

Luke 14:27

Luke 18:22

John 1:43

John 10:27

John 12:26

John 13:36

John 21:19

John 21:22