From The Rectory
I
notice that a number of quizzes have taken place locally recently, including
our own quiz in Bodle Street Village Hall during our Guest Weekend with the
team of students from Oak Hill Theological College. I thought Phil’s talk that
evening was so good that, with his permission, I wanted to share the gist of it
with you here. Phil suggested that the same characters always seem to emerge at
a quiz. If you haven’t spotted that, perhaps you’re one of them! Here are three
or four to consider:
First,
there’s the “Our Team’s Obviously Not Winning At This Point So I’m Just Gonna Try
And Have A Good Time-Player”. There’s also the “Please, Please, Please, Please,
Please Let No One Figure Out That I Know NOTHING- Player”. Then finally we have
the worst kind of player – the player no one wants to be at a table with – the
“Overly Confident but Usually Wrong–Player”.
Perhaps
you’re not exactly like any one of those players but to be honest I think
there’s something about them that rings true with all of us – maybe not in our
attitude to quizzes, but in our attitudes and thoughts in so many areas of life
– and even our attitudes and thoughts about God.
Maybe
for you, when it comes to thinking about life and God, you’re like the “It’s
Obviously Not Going Well, So I’m Just Gonna Try And Have A Good Time-Player.”
Maybe you think, “it’s all a mess anyway – my life, my family, this country,
our society, so all that’s left to do is to enjoy myself? What else is there?
It’s all too far gone. And if there is a God, well it’s obviously too late for
me to do anything about that now. All I can do is drown out my hurts, my
frustrations, my expectations of the way the world should be and enjoy my life
as best I can, however I can.
Or
maybe for you, when it comes to God, you’re in the “Please, Please, Please, Let
No One Find Me Out-Player” category. Maybe you’re the person who’s hoping there
is no God because if there were a God, then you’d be exposed. The idea of a God
who made you, sees you perfectly and knows you intimately terrifies you. He
would see, he would figure out, he would know for certain – who I really am,
and I know that’s not entirely pretty. And what kind of God would want anything
to do with a someone like me?
Or
maybe you come to the question of God with the bravado of the “Overly Confident
But Usually Wrong–Player”. You’re sure that somehow, someway, when it comes to
you and God, you’ll be okay. If God accepts anyone, I’ll pass muster. If anyone
can be assured prize from God, surely, I won’t miss out. Though you might be
too polite to say so, perhaps that’s how you feel. After all you go to church
once in a while, you give generously to charities, you pay my taxes, you’ve
never done anything really terribly wrong! I’m the Overly Confident Player!
But
as we know, there’s always a humbling moment ahead for a player like that, that
moment when they find out that confidence alone is just not good enough. Presumption
and relying on yourself just won’t wash. Players like that are always left
humbled. The Bible says that the same is true in life. Those who are “overly
confident in themselves” before God will ultimately be humbled before him.
But
of course, unlike a quiz, with all its little prizes and little losses, the
stakes in life and before God are much higher. If we could score perfectly
before him, it would be untold blessing and glory for us, but if we fail it’s
untold horror and humiliation. And to make matters even more tense, before God,
it’s not a matter of who does best – it’s only a matter of perfection: God’s
standard of absolute holiness.
Thankfully,
there is hope because there is a fourth kind of player: The Lord Jesus Christ.
He answers every question perfectly. He is the one who carries the team. He
offers to sit down at your table. Or rather, he invites you to join his team.
With him, the test of life and of the judgement to come are nothing to fear.
Victory is assured because Jesus wins for us. If we trust in him, we can be
sure we will share in the prize he has secured.
The Revd Marc Lloyd
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