27 Then the governor’s soldiers took Jesus into the Praetorium and gathered the whole company of soldiers around him. 28 They stripped him and put a scarlet robe on him, 29 and then twisted together a crown of thorns and set it on his head. They put a staff in his right hand. Then they knelt in front of him and mocked him. “Hail, king of the Jews!” they said. 30 They spit on him, and took the staff and struck him on the head again and again. 31 After they had mocked him, they took off the robe and put his own clothes on him. Then they led him away to crucify him.
Sometimes we don’t act much differently than these soldiers. We put on a big show. We crown Jesus King (but have no real intention of giving allegiance). We offer him the staff of authority (but have no real intention of submitting). When we do this, it’s no different than spitting on Christ and assaulting him.
“Oh no…not me!” we protest.
Well, one of the characteristics of authentic submission is our determination to be obedient with the seeming insignificant details of life…when nothing of value is at stake. When we are all alone in our private world and nobody is observing.
There is a high likelihood that Jesus is observing…and that he takes it all seriously.
These are the finer points of faith. These are the details of faith that bring richness and depth to our lives. These are the specifics that would prompt an artisan to say “this is the real deal!”
We could liken it to the difference between two carpenters…a framer and a finisher. If we have any sense at all, we would not ask a framer to do the finish work in our kitchen (guess how I know this). A framer is cheaper and faster but details are not his strong suit. We pay a bit extra for the finisher and, in the end, its’ worth it.
The analogy breaks down if we get too picky, but I like to refer to Jesus as the framer. He built the structure of our faith and it’s solid. But, the Holy Spirit is the finisher. Every fine detail is crafted with perfection if we give him free reign.
And the result? People will come by. They will look carefully at every detail. They will inspect every corner and joint. In the end they will say “what a fine house God has built!”
Imagine how you’d feel. The literal house I live in won an award the year it was built. I take great pride in that…even though I had nothing to do with the building or the award. When I brag on the house I say “Wally built it!”
But…you know what? I get to live in it…
Live boldly out there today…