Just Giving Thanks for Being Saved

Years and years ago . . . and I mean years and years, like 30+ years . . . not too long after my brother came to know Christ, I recall him once relaying how, when he was getting ready one morning, he looked into the mirror and said to himself with wonder, “I’m shaving the face of a saved man!” It was still fresh. The awe factor had not diminished because of the passage of time. He looked in the mirror and he saw a blind man who now had sight . . . a lame man without hope who could now leap with joy . . . a lost man who now was found . . . a poor man who now was heir to a glorious inheritance. Sometimes, I think I need to be more like my brother was that morning so long ago. I need to look in the mirror and just give thanks for being saved.

May you be strengthened with all power, according to His glorious might, for all endurance and patience with joy, giving thanks to the Father, who has qualified you to share in the inheritance of the saints in light. He has delivered us from the domain of darkness and transferred us to the kingdom of His beloved Son, in whom we have redemption, the forgiveness of sins.    (Colossians 1:111-14 ESV)

Give thanks to the Father . . . who has qualified you . . . who has delivered you . . . who has transferred you . . . all because, in His sovereign grace, He determined to redeem you. Just give thanks for being saved.

There is so much that can occupy my attention. So many things to get ready for . . . so many things to attend to . . . even so many things to give thanks for. But sometimes, I think I just need to look in the mirror in the morning . . . stare down that sinner-saved-by-grace looking back at me . . . and marvel that I’m standing face to face with a man rendered fit to share in the inheritance of the saints. To stand in awe that I have been stamped “A-1” . . . declared “5 stars” . . . found to be, in Christ, sufficient to partake of a future glory I cannot even imagine now. I just need to give thanks for being saved.

As I look at the mug in the mirror, I should see the countenance of one who was in bondage to the domain of darkness but has now been brought into marvelous light . . . being reminded of dingy streets of the world that I once called home, as I reflect on the kingdom that I have been translated into. And that countenance has a certain glow to it . . . the glow of Moses . . . the aura of one who has been in the presence of a holy God and has come away with a bit of that glory emanating from me. Not my glory . . . His. Not my doing . . . His. Not because I am anything . . . but because He is everything!

One other thing . . . my understanding is that punctuation isn’t necessarily found in the original . . . so I think I might move a comma, as have some other translations . . .

May you be strengthened with all power, according to His glorious might, for all endurance and patience [comma] with joy giving thanks to the Father . . .

Maybe if we spent more time in wonder at the saved face in the mirror, we would know more joy. Our joy fueled by who we are, and what we are, in Christ . . . and not dependent on what we’ve done or are going to do, or what we have or want to have. Just simply, with joy, giving thanks to the Father for being saved.

Sometimes that guy looking back at me in the morning isn’t all I’d like him to be . . . but He is a saved man . . . by God’s grace and for God’s glory.

And for that, and that alone, I’ll just give thanks. Amen?

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