We suffered a casualty in the breakfast wars this morning: one of my favorite orange dishes bit the dust. Personally, I thought it was a high price to pay for sausage and cheese balls; it was part of a set that was gifted to me. But I held back the tears, angry words, and hugged the guilty party who was feeling (almost) as miserable as I. Before the “crash,” we talked about the meaning of this Memorial Day weekend and the life application of these passages:
“You were bought with a price; do not become slaves of men.” (1Corinthians 7:23)
“Therefore if the Son makes you free, you shall be free indeed.” (John 8:36)
The little people listed some of the liberties they enjoy—freedom of speech and the press; the right to educate, live, and travel how and where they want; the opportunities to worship in a church or right here at home. We appreciate and remember all those who died to ensure those freedoms. Most of all, we are grateful to Jesus for dying on the cross, to God who gave up His only Son and Who resurrected Him on the third day, and for the gift of the Holy Spirit Who ever abides.
Our sermon continued our holiday observance. Today, Pastor Livingston spoke on Romans 8:28-33:
And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose. For whom He foreknew, He also predestined to be conformed to the image of His Son, that He might be the firstborn among many brethren. Moreover whom He predestined, these He also called; whom He called, these He also justified; and whom He justified, these He also glorified.
God’s Everlasting Love
What then shall we say to these things? If God is for us, who can be against us? He who did not spare His own Son, but delivered Him up for us all, how shall He not with Him also freely give us all things? Who shall bring a charge against God’s elect? It is God who justifies.
In Christ, we enjoy one of the greatest liberties: the freedom from condemnation (Romans 8:1). You need not worry about the coworkers gunning for your job, the college admissions office who deferred you, the weeds in the front yard, the dinner you ruined, the mile-long to-do lists, the words that just can’t struggle past the thoughts all a-clamor in your head, the loved one you’ve lost, the skinned knee,…the child who broke your treasured plate. It’s all for your good.
When I sit down with Jesus tonight to enjoy some chocolate bread pudding, I’m going to thank Him for the freedom to eat it guilt-free and the men and women who helped make it possible to enjoy it right here in the United States. I pray you will freely dine with Him tonight.
Blessings on your meal!