Tag: James 3:9-10

The Jeep Wave and the Golden Rule

My family unknowingly joined the ranks of a unique group of people when we bought a used Jeep Wrangler a few months ago. After driving around town a handful of times, we started noticing an interesting trend. Every time we were riding in the Jeep, someone driving the opposite direction would wave at us. And without fail, they were always driving a Jeep too.

Wondering if this was “a thing,” we took to the internet to find out. Turns out, the “Jeep Wave” has been around for years and is a way to show camaraderie between fellow Jeep owners. Not everyone does it or knows about it, but basic “Jeep Etiquette” calls for fellow Jeepers (another new term I learned), to wave at one another. It’s not really about the other driver, but about showing respect for the brand, history, and culture.

And because my mind makes strange connections between things, the more I thought about the Jeep Wave, the more it made me think of the Golden Rule. Jesus’ famous words appear near the end of the Sermon on the Mount: “So in everything, do to others what you would have them do to you, for this sums up the Law and the Prophets.” (Matthew 7:12, NIV)

I wonder what the world would be like if we felt a sense of kinship and camaraderie with others just because we’re all occupying the planet together. How much of the strife on earth would be eliminated if we treated others the way we wanted to be treated? In teaching about this verse, author Jen Wilkin explains that all people want preferential treatment. However, we’re not always looking for ways to give people the preferential treatment we’d like to receive. It’s challenging to realize that as Christians, fulfilling the Golden Rule includes seeking ways to treat others better than they deserve because that’s the way we’ve been treated in Christ. We received grace, mercy and eternal life when we deserved condemnation, punishment and death. Nothing good we give to others could even compare.

Implementing the Golden Rule means taking initiative to treat others well without waiting for them to do something to deserve it. In a small and silly way, that’s why I want to do the “Jeep Wave” even if I don’t get a wave back. I do it because it’s what Jeep owners do. Why wouldn’t I want to encourage camaraderie?  Likewise, showing others kindness and preferential treatment should just be what Christians do as an act of obedience to the God we love. People may not always notice, but that’s not the point. Treating others well is one small way to make a positive impact and to change the atmosphere around us for the better. And sometimes, others do notice and begin to follow our lead.

It seems like our world has lost its way recently. We’ve stopped treating others how we’d like to be treated. We’ve stopped taking initiative to do what is right, good and kind. We’ve become angry, cynical and violent. We malign people we don’t know and make negative assumptions about them because their views differ from ours. We’ve forgotten the camaraderie of being part of the human race and have let our differences cause deep divisions among us.

I think it’s time to remind ourselves of the Golden Rule and to live it out. Jesus gave another message that is consistent with this: “Love your neighbor as yourself.” (Matthew 22:39b) We show God we love Him by loving those made in His image. This applies to all people, regardless of whether they look like us, think like us, or act like us.  In his letter to believers James calls Jesus’ command to love our neighbors the “royal law.” He goes on to say, “With the tongue we praise our Lord and Father, and with it we curse human beings, who have been made in God’s likeness. Out of the same mouth come praise and cursing. My brothers and sisters, this should not be.” (James 3:9-10, NIV)

It’s time to show God we’re taking His command to love others seriously. After all, if we, as His followers, aren’t loving others, how can we ever point people to Jesus as the answer to the world’s brokenness and hurt?

Will you join me in being intentional about treating others the way you want to be treated? Try giving them the preferential treatment you’d want, whether they deserve it or not. And if you drive a Jeep, be sure to wave at me if you see me on the road. I’ll be on the lookout for you.

Sometimes we feel powerless to counteract the ugly things we see in the news right now. If you’d like some ideas and inspiration for how you can impact others, listen to Josh Wilson’s song “Dream Small.” You’ll discover how simple moments you create can change the world.

Lost Tempers, Lost Keys and Crumpled Creations: Sermon on the Mount Part 4

The more we let anger simmer in our minds, the more it taints our perspectives. And in the process, we hurt the God who loved us enough to sacrifice His son for us.

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Pushing the re-dial button on my cell phone for the tenth time, I listened to the familiar sound of the voicemail greeting, yet again. I paced the sidelines as my frustration mounted toward the person I was trying to reach. She’d left me a message only seconds earlier trying to find out the location of my son’s soccer game, but now she wasn’t answering my return calls. By the time we finally made contact, it was nearly half-time and my frustration had boiled over into full-blown anger.

It turns out that unbeknownst to her, the phone had been on silent mode the whole time. When she realized her mistake and confessed it, I had no grace to offer. Harsh words flew out of my mouth without restraint. Although my anger felt justified, I realized at once that unleashing it had been the wrong choice. Even the sincerest apology couldn’t erase the hurtful words I’d spewed.

As the game ended, I dug in my purse for my car keys and discovered they were nowhere to be found. Trying to re-trace my steps, my husband and I spent an hour combing the soccer fields, the parking lot and the trail I’d hiked during pre-game warm ups. As we looked, I silently berated myself in anger, wondering how I could have been so stupid and irresponsible.  Throughout our search, my mind was filled with hurtful words to describe myself. After over an hour of looking, we gave up and headed home using a set of spare keys.

Later that evening, my family stood at a church service, participating in the opening set of worship songs before leading the elementary kids off to class. As the music played and the lyrics appeared on screen, my throat suddenly constricted and shame washed over me. How could I sing about God’s grace and love when only a few hours earlier I’d chosen to withhold them? My eyes welled up as I thought about how I’d let my anger lead me into sin.  I began to see that the harshness of my thoughts and words had done a great deal of damage.

At the pastor’s cue, my family headed out of the church service corralling a pack of enthusiastic elementary kids to a classroom nearby. As we led them through a lesson, small groups, crafts and games, God continued to work in my heart, gently opening my eyes to the ways my anger earlier that day had affected Him too.

An hour later, class ended and as parents arrived to retrieve their kids, one little girl searched the room frantically looking for a picture she’d made during class.  She wanted to show her father, but it had gone missing. It was clear she wasn’t going to leave without it, so we scoured the room until we finally found it crumpled in a ball and sitting under a chair. I smoothed out the paper before handing it to her with a reassuring smile. At first she was distressed that her beautiful creation had been so mistreated, but as soon as it was in her hands, she beamed with pride and presented it to her father.  He was quick to point out the specific qualities that made the picture special and a smile lit up her sweet face.

To anyone else, it was a colorful mess of felt tip markings and fingerprints, but to her father and her, it was precious.

It wasn’t until a few hours later that the events of the day came into focus for me. My angry thoughts and words toward myself and another person were the equivalent of taking that little girl’s picture and crumpling it up in front of her. Of course, I would never do something so cruel and hurtful, yet that is what I did to God.  That’s why I’d had a hard time singing worship songs–my anger earlier in the day had shown a blatant disregard for His most valued creations: people. This realization gave me a deeper understanding of Jesus’ words in the Sermon on the Mount:

“You have heard that it was said to the people long ago, ‘You shall not murder, and anyone who murders will be subject to judgment.’ But I tell you that anyone who is angry with a brother or sister will be subject to judgment. Again, anyone who says to a brother or sister, ‘Raca,’ is answerable to the court. And anyone who says, ‘You fool!’ will be in danger of the fire of hell. Therefore, if you are offering your gift at the altar and there remember that your brother or sister has something against you,  leave your gift there in front of the altar. First go and be reconciled to them; then come and offer your gift.” (Matthew 5:21-24, NIV)

Our thoughts and our words matter to God. They affect how we view and treat others, as well as how we view and treat ourselves. The more we let anger simmer in our minds, the more it taints our perspectives. And in the process, we hurt the God who loved us enough to sacrifice His son for us.

Jesus’ half-brother, James, expands on this when he explains:

 “With the tongue we praise our Lord and Father, and with it we curse human beings, who have been made in God’s likeness. Out of the same mouth come praise and cursing. My brothers and sisters, this should not be.” (James 3:9-10, NIV)

Being angry isn’t a sin, but it quickly leads to sin when not surrendered to God. Anger tears the fabric that weaves relationships together, and it injures the heart of the One who created each of us. We are precious in His eyes and He wants us to view one another in the same way.

The next time I’m tempted to lash out in anger at myself or someone else, I’ll think about how that little girl lovingly smoothed out her wrinkled picture and I’ll remember just how precious we are to God.  Can I encourage you to do the same?

Click on the link to hear the song that was too hard for me to sing after my day of anger: “This is Amazing Grace” by Phil Wickham. After listening, thank God that His grace is sufficient to cover over even our ugliest sins. (And while you’re praying, I’d be grateful if you asked for my keys to be found and returned too!)

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