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prov·o·ca·tion - something that provokes, arouses, or stimulates. pant - to long eagerly; yearn. a collection of thoughts intended to provoke and inspire. these posts are hoping to encourage people to think, especially Christians, and pant even harder for the waterbrooks of the Lord. If you are not a believer in Christ Jesus, I welcome your perspective and encourage your investigation on these matters.

Monday, June 06, 2005

"Are You Able to Drink the Cup that I am to Drink?"

It was a simple request of a kneeling mother with pride in her two sons. "See that my two sons sit one on your right hand, and the other on left in your kingdom." Yet such a request was responded to by Jesus, saying, "You do not know what you are asking." I suspect that many who have wanted to taste of the delights of heaven, the crowning touch of Jesus at his throne, do not realize what they are asking. The cup that Jesus drank was a strong drink, a drink that tasted death for the sins of the world, tasting the wrath of God on behalf of those who would receive mercy, tasting condemnation for those who would find forgiveness in the cross. The cup which symbolized the consummation of his life and mission was so strong, so grave, that three times in Gethsemane he asked that the "this cup would pass from me." But immediately, his heart responded with, "Nevertheless, not my will, but your will be done." At the banqueting table of the Lord on the night he was betrayed, Jesus took of the cup and shared it with his disciples to drink of it, saying, "This is my blood of the new covenant which is poured out for many for the forgiveness of sins. Drink of it, all of you." The new covenant was signified in a cup that was poured out - lavished extravagantly for forgiveness - blood that was not spilt (as though it was an accident) but poured out that we may drink freely from the fountain of Calvary. The drink of Christianity is full, 100% concentrate the blood of Christ Jesus. It is drank in daily sacrifice, the taking up of our crosses to follow Christ, and hence, we drink of the same cup. We give up our lives to gain his; death is as work in us that life may work in others (2 Corinthians 4:11-12). This cup was spoken of in "the hard sayings of Jesus Christ", especially when he said: "unless you eat the flesh of the Son of Man and drink his blood, you have no life in you. Whoever feeds on my flesh and drinks my blood has eternal life, and I will raise him up on the last day. For my flesh is true food, and my blood is true drink" (John 6:53-56). At the conclusion of Jesus' statements, the disciples said, "This is a hard saying; who can listen to it?" I suppose that this "hard saying" is still hard to listen to today. That is why the cup of Christianity is in danger of being turned into water-down Koolaide. We want Jesus but not his cross, heaven but not sanctification, forgiveness of sins but not repentance, blessings without sacrifice, and a cup without blood. Many today, I fear, are not able to drink of the cup that Jesus drank, his disciples drank, and the train of 2000 years of the lives of people whose sacrifice and suffering make Christianity so sweet and Christ so real. When the soldiers came for Jesus, he told Peter to put up his sword and then said, "Shall I not drink of the cup that the Father has given me?" (John 18:11). The cup was given by the Father as the foreordained plan and mission of his life. He had embraced it long before he was called upon to drink it. And I believe that there is a cup given to us by Jesus Christ, initially to the Twelve, but undoubtedly to all those who would come by way of the cross. And the question before us who confess Jesus and have tasted the salvation he brings is, "Shall we not drink of the cup that Jesus has given us?" Be careful what cup you drink. Before us is the Koolaide Christianity, who is nothing but artificial flavoring topped with Splenda; but before the banqueting table of Christ is the drink of unfiltered, pure blood from the new covenant brought from his death. One is nourishing, and the other is nauseating. Koolaide is popular today because it is cheap and palatable regardless of your affinities; Christ's cup is rare and costly, and embraced by only those who have been acquired the taste by the Holy Spirit within us. When the world comes thirsty, then don't need to find our cups with a sweetened version of the drink of their choice, but a "true drink" that is found in the "Fountain of Delights". Christianity-lite won't satisfy a thirsting soul; only the pure concentrate of Jesus Christ in us can bring others to drink of the cup of the New Covenant. But be careful, for we may not know what we are asking. Nonetheless, if we are able, let us together drink, all of us, and be poured out like our Savior who so richly satisfied our souls.


Anonymous Drinking from the cup said...

nice post!

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6/06/2005 10:26:00 PM

Blogger 'Thought & Humor' said...

We work like a horse.
We eat like a pig.
We like to play chicken.
You can get someone's goat.
We can be as slippery as a snake.
We get dog tired.
We can be as quiet as a mouse.
We can be as quick as a cat.
Some of us are as strong as an ox.
People try to buffalo others.
Some are as ugly as a toad.
We can be as gentle as a lamb.
Sometimes we are as happy as a lark.
Some of us drink like a fish.
We can be as proud as a peacock.
A few of us are as hairy as a gorilla.
You can get a frog in your throat.
We can be a lone wolf.
But I'm having a whale of a time!

You have a riveting web log
and undoubtedly must have
atypical & quiescent potential
for your intended readership.
May I suggest that you do
everything in your power to
honor your encyclopedic/omniscient
Designer/Architect as well
as your revering audience.

Please remember to never
restrict anyone's opportunities
for ascertaining uninterrupted
existence for their quintessence.

There is a time for everything,
a season for every activity
under heaven. A time to be
born and a time to die. A
time to plant and a time to
harvest. A time to kill and
a time to heal. A time to
tear down and a time to
rebuild. A time to cry and
a time to laugh. A time to
grieve and a time to dance.
A time to scatter stones
and a time to gather stones.
A time to embrace and a
time to turn away. A time to
search and a time to lose. A
time to keep and a time to
throw away. A time to tear
and a time to mend. A time
to be quiet and a time to
speak up. A time to love
and a time to hate. A time
for war and a time for peace.

Best wishes for continued ascendancy,

P.S. One thing of which I am sure is
that the common culture of my youth
is gone for good. It was hollowed out
by the rise of ethnic "identity politics,"
then splintered beyond hope of repair
by the emergence of the web-based
technologies that so maximized and
facilitated cultural choice as to make
the broad-based offerings of the old
mass media look bland and unchallenging
by comparison."

'Thought & Humor' by Howdy
Cyber-Humor, Cyber-Thought
Cyber-Riddles for your divertissement!!!

6/06/2005 10:50:00 PM


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