Friday, January 6th, 2017
Do-Gooders (Part 52)
Mourn For Others
We played the flute for you, and you did not dance; we sang a dirge, and you did not mourn.
Matthew 11:17 (NASB)
Then David took hold of his clothes and tore them, and so also did all the men who were with him. They mourned and wept and fasted until evening for Saul and his son Jonathan and for the people of the Lord and the house of Israel, because they had fallen by the sword.
2 Samuel 1:11-12 (NASB)
Rejoice with those who rejoice, and weep with those who weep.
Romans 12:15-16 (NASB)
Before I knew Christ, I mourned for myself. As the hostess and sole participant of an unauthorized pity party, I identified with this sonnet's star:
'I all alone beweep my outcast state,
And trouble deaf heav'n with my bootless cries,
And look upon myself, and curse my fate,
Wishing me to one more rich in hope...' *
But God didn't say to mourn for ourselves. He commissioned us to mourn for others, and demonstrated it when 'Jesus wept' (John 11:35).
Actors, models and talent for Christ: The Lord told us one sign of end times was 'The love of many will grow cold' (Matthew 24:12). Is our lack of mourning such a sign?
When we refuse to acknowledge war, when we turn away war's refugees, when we close our eyes to poverty, when we avoid lonely family, when we steer clear of a shipwrecked friend, when we snuggle up in our churches--forgetting widows, orphans, strangers, prisoners or bed-bound invalids, we sin, sin, sin, sin and sin again.
Actors, models and talent for Christ: When God raises you on earth's stages, you become ambassadors for Christ. Worldly stars display their sympathy for various favorite causes. They raise money and bring awareness, which can be noble. Even so, many mislead poor fans by their callously poor examples.
Therefore, you must do a better job. You must show the compassion of Christ for everyone who is suffering: not just P.C. opportunities, but also to the unhappy fans now seeking the Source of lasting joy.
To Be Continued...
* Sonnet #29: http://nfs.sparknotes.com/sonnets/sonnet_29.html
* I know better today. When I'm tempted to pity parties, I get into prayer and pour my heart out to Jesus. He enters my mourning and transforms it... first to peace, then to joy. And so He will for every hurting, seeking heart.
P.S. To read the other devotions in this series, please see the Do-Gooders series.