The Problem With Trying to Obey the Law? No Grace

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This poster started a fierce conversation on Google+. Was either taken down or I was blocked. I don’t know.

What most western Christians fail to realize is that Jesus was a Rabbi, AND the Son of God, who came to keep the law because we could not. Therefore he was a teacher of the law. Jesus did not teach new testament theology. He was an old testament teacher, a teacher of the law.

However, once he did fulfill the law and died, and rose from the dead, the new testament was set into motion. Peter, John and especially, Paul ere teachers of the Gospel. Paul was sent specifically to the gentiles. Did he teach them the law? No. He taught them the message of Grace.

So the problem that western believers have is that we try to mix the law and grace, and it doesn’t work. It is because we don’t realize that Jesus’ life was to first fulfill the law, SO WE WOULDN’T HAVE TO. So the only thing we need to “DO” is believe.

I spent the first 25 years or so of my Christian life trying to keep God’s law. The more I tried the worse my sin became. (Read Romans 7 & 8) The problem with trying to keep the law is that I didn’t really believe what the scriptures said concerning who we are in Christ. We are what Jesus is, the righteousness of God. The moment I began to actually believe the word; that Christ is in me, and I in Him, that I am righteous and holy, that I have His nature, that is when my life actually began to change.

As long as we are trying to obey the law we are operating in the “flesh.” So the thing to “do” is believe. Believe who you are in Christ.

Adam to Jesus-Death to Life Podcast Episode

When Adam and Eve disobeyed God, and ate from the forbidden tree of the knowledge of good and evil, they became separated from God. The very fruit that they thought would make them like God separated them from their life source.They were already like God.

World, worlds

Worlds I’ve Traveled To

At this point in my life I don’t know what is real and true and what is not, excepts for a couple of things.

  • I exist here in this place and time.
  • I got married at some point and had children.
  • That family was broken somehow.
  • God is with me, still.

I find myself hoping that the world in which I live would end, soon. I don’t like it here. I very rarely enjoy anything or anyone. Is it me? I don’t really know. I think most people would say to me, “you just need to change your outlook on life. Stop being so negative.” I’m sorry, but I don’t think you can just change your mind and be different. It has never worked that way for me.

I thought getting married would be one of the best experiences of life. It turns out it was one of the hardest things I ever tried to do. As miserable as it was, I got very angry when it ended.

I felt like I had been transported to another world. I kept hoping I would wake up one day and everything would be back to normal, but it never happened. Instead I had to get used to the world I was now in.

I have been transported a couple of times now, to different worlds. Each time I find it harder to be happy than the previous world. In my current world, like the last one, I find myself alone most of the time. In this world though, I can’t call my mom. Some of my friends have gone on to other worlds. Some remain here, suffering.

I don’t understand the process. I have never been that smart. Perhaps I never will be.

Religion has played large rolls of most of the worlds I’ve lived in. It is not a large part of this one. Oh, I hear lots of religious stuff. I’m just not listening. There are too many conflicting beliefs and interpretations and predictions that are not true. I am quite tired of religion. I’ve had enough.

God is here in this world, Jesus, His Father, just like they were in the previous worlds. Through their Spirit I am together with them. They stay with me through my sadness. They haven’t taken away my sadness. I don’t know why, but at least they are here, and that is comforting. Maybe they will take is away one day. Maybe it’s me, holding on to it. I don’t know.

My kids are in this world, though I don’t see them everyday. Sometimes I don’t feel needed by them. But then, they don’t know what or who they need. They don’t ask my advice about anything. Sometimes I give it anyway. I am their dad after all. Sometimes I impose my will on them, for their own good. I am competing against a million other influences in their lives, but I have to try. I brought them into a very dark world, and it gets darker by the minute. My desire is to get them out alive. Sometimes, most of the time, I don’t know how

Pray For Peace

For the last several decades Israel has had to deal with attacks, whether it be snipers or rockets, from the palestinians, hamas, and others. And the moment they decide to defend themselves the whole world goes ballistic, screaming about unfairness.

I seriously doubt that there is a person out there who wouldn’t at least try to defend themselves if repeatedly attacked by someone. I know I would defend my house and my children if someone was attacking them. So why doesn’t Israel have that right?

I say if you don’t want your butt whipped don’t antagonize and enemy you can’t beat. I understand there are injustices, but, there are injustices all over the world. Sometimes there is a need for force. But why not try to deal with those injustices in a civilized manner? Don’t start something you can’t possibly win and then cry foul.

That’s just my opinion. My suggestion to all of us watching these situations all around the world is to pray. In a world that claims to be as enlightened as we claim to be, why can’t we live in peace with one another? Pray for the peace of Israel, Russia, the Ukraine, Nigeria, Sudan and everywhere there is conflict. We seem to be on the verge of WW3. I promise you no one wants to see that happen.