Thoughts from the Sycomore’s weekly reading of Acts…
22:27 The commander went to Paul and asked, “Tell me, are you a Roman citizen?” “Yes, I am,” he answered. 28 Then the commander said, “I had to pay a lot of money for my citizenship.” “But I was born a citizen,” Paul replied. 29 Those who were about to interrogate him withdrew immediately. The commander himself was alarmed when he realized that he had put Paul, a Roman citizen, in chains.
My family came to the US from South Korea in 1976. The fact that I can’t really remember when we eventually became American citizens tells me that I had little idea what that really meant. It wasn’t until later on that I discovered how significant my parents’ decision was.
The Apostle Paul declared his citizenship as a Roman and he was immediately granted special privileges and rights. Today’s reading tells us that those who were interrogating him withdrew immediately. That’s the power of citizenship. When we embrace Jesus into our lives, we not only became citizens of Heaven, we actually became part of God’s family. I wonder sometimes if we realize the unbelievable privilege of being part of His eternal Kingdom. We fight for our rights and for other people’s rights on this earth with such vigor and passion. Passion—such an interesting word that we use so loosely. We don’t realize that it implies a willingness to die for whatever it is that we believe or whatever or whomever it is that we are fighting for—as Jesus Christ Himself did for us. He is the one who stamped our approval for Kingdom citizenship. If we took even the smallest percentage of the energy and resources that we pour into living our lives as citizens of this world into our citizenship of His Kingdom, I wonder is it wouldn’t take that long for us to usher in the return of our King. #desiringGod2017