(This post was originally published April 24, 2013 under the title, “Accepted”. Thought it might be time for a “summer rerun.” I changed the title in order to distinguish the two posts though they are the same, except for some minor corrections.)
One of the “traumas” of later teen years is the ordeal of trying to get into college. Applications are sent in and their answer is anxiously waited for.
Aspiring authors send their manuscripts in to publishers and anxiously await their answer.
The answer can be found in one word – the same word.
Even professing Christians sometimes or often struggle to find this same answer.
That answer, that word, is “accepted.”
Prospective college students are elated finally to receive that answer to their application.
Authors rejoice to get that answer about their manuscripts from a publisher.
Strangely, Christians are reluctant to receive that answer from God.
I wonder why this is. Perhaps it’s because they don’t understand the basis of “acceptance.”
Let me tell you a story which may help.
When our firstborn son was still an infant, I was someplace where there was a crying baby (not him!) He was having a fit about something, as babies know how to do! I had never liked crying babies, but as I looked at this red-faced little fellow, somehow I saw my own son – and it was alright.
Too many professing Christians have been taught or believe that in order to be accepted by God, you have to do this or that, or don’t do this or that. There’s a whole litany of things people think they have to do or not in order to win acceptance and the favor of God.
But there’s another word which comes into play here.
A lot of people talk about grace, but have never really thought about it.
Grace isn’t something we deserve. We can’t earn it. We can’t merit it. It’s not some kind of reward for what we do. We can’t buy it. And we can’t obligate God to give it to us. It’s not a result of anything we do, or can do.
It is grace.
As I looked at that crying baby, my “acceptance” of him had nothing to do with him. It was because of my own son.
Ephesians 1:6 (NKJV) says that God has made us accepted in the Beloved. He looks at our sorry selves, but He sees His Son – and it’s alright. Not because of us, perish the thought, but because of Him.
Books could be written about this, and have been. Very simply put, Jesus lived a perfect life – the only One Who ever did. He died a death that paid for sins, though He had none of His own. The only One Who ever did that, too.
That perfect life, that punitive death.
It is on the basis of these that God accepts those who come to Him through Jesus Christ.
Not the Church. Not the sacraments. Not through works. Not the liturgy. Not baptism. Not the Catechism. Not communion. Not confirmation.
Through Christ. Faith in Him, Who He was and what He did.
If you want acceptance with God, quit looking to or at yourself. You’ll find nothing there but reasons for rejection.
The Psalmist rejoiced in the truth of acceptance, if not in those words: Psalm 103:10, He has not dealt with us according to our sins, nor punished us according to our iniquities.
The reason for that is because He did deal with Christ according to them.
Our acceptance before God rests in the perfect life and complete payment for sins by the Lord Jesus Christ.
The whole section of Ephesians 1:3-14 deals with the Lord Jesus and the blessings, by grace, we have in Him.
How do we know this “acceptance” is ours? Paul tells us in vs. 12, 13 that we who first trusted in Christ should be to the praise of His glory. In Him you also trusted….
Oh, if you’re having trouble with this, look to the Lord Jesus Christ. Trust Him.
in the Beloved.