Jump Start # 4198
Hebrews 9:27 “and inasmuch as it is appointed for me to die once and after this comes judgment.”
As I write this, Michael Taylor is just a couple of hours from dying. Most don’t know Michael and fewer even care about his life or his death. This evening at 6 P.M. Michael is scheduled to be executed by the state of Alabama for his murderous actions many years ago. His attorneys have filed several appeals on his behalf. They are not trying to stop the execution, just the manner in which it is done. By his choice, Michael would rather face the gas chamber than lethal injection, especially with the numerous cases in which death by injection has not gone well.
A few months ago, Michael was immersed into Christ for the remission of his sins. The gospel is spreading rapidly among the death row inmates in Alabama. Some of this is the direct result of Jimi Baber who came to the Lord by simply reading the Bible. Others have sat through Bible classes taught by dedicated servants such as my friend Van Cooper.
I continue to tell the Jimi story as I travel the country preaching. It is so powerful and compelling.
We ought to see some lessons from this:
First, it’s not how we die, but rather how we lived that matters. Some will pass from this life quietly surrounded by family. Others have died in the horrors of war or crime. Some, as Jimi and Michael, and John the Baptist, and Paul and James and our Lord, were put to death by the government.
The choices we have made in life and our faith in the Lord is what truly matters and shapes our eternal future.
Second, forgiven, consequences follow. For Michael, his life here comes to an end. One may be forgiven, but divorced. One may be forgiven, but must register as a sex offender the rest of his life. One may be forgiven, but carry the health issues of years of drinking and drugs.
Because the Lord forgives, does not mean others will. Some have no room for grace and forgiveness in their hearts. Some have allowed hatred and bitterness to destroy any life within them. To this day, we refer to the story in Luke 15 as the Prodigal Son. We never call it the repentant son, or, the reformed son. The tag prodigal stays with him, even though he came home changed and sorry. Tags may stay with us because of our sins. Though forgiven, we may be known as the liar, or the cheat, or the drunk, or the womanizer. Some will never forget the wrongs that were done. Some will constantly remind us of what we did. Some will not believe that we changed, no matter what we say.
Third, Michael, much like Jimi, had a simple child like faith. There were so many things that neither understood. There were so many things that they never got to experience, such as the fellowship of a church, singing hymns with others, hearing sermons preached, taking the Lord’s Supper. It is easy for some of us to think that a person must master all those deep things before God accepts them. The man in Mark five, who had legions of demons, only knew that Jesus had removed those evil spirits from his life. There were so many things about Jesus that he did not know. But in his simply child like faith, Jesus told him to go home and tell his people what the Lord had done. Interestingly, as Jesus is later in Gentile country, a Canaanite woman comes pleading for Jesus to cast the demon out of her possessed child. How did she know Jesus could do that? How did she know who Jesus was? Could it be word from this man had reached her?
What a blessing it is for us to be able to assemble on Sunday with fellow believers. What a joy it is to hear passionate preaching. Singing with others sure makes our hearts swell. How easy it is for us to just take the weekly worship services for granted. But in the case of both Jimi and Michael and other believers on death row, they would love to witness and participate in what we get to do all the time.
Each of us have a story. Each of us have our own path that brought us to the Lord. But, in the end, each of us have humbled ourselves before our loving Savior and been immersed in the waters of baptism as He commanded.
One of the last things Jimi wrote to me, received in the mail after his execution, was his anticipation of meeting me in Heaven. Standing together, side by side, and before our Lord, each of us having a past that we are ashamed of and each of us having been washed in the pure blood of Jesus, forgiven.
What a beautiful word “forgiveness” is. There is a small cemetery located in busy New York City, that has a tombstone with no name or date on it. There is simply one word, “forgiven.” That could be said of us.
FORGIVEN…
Roger
