By J.D. Walt
Prayer of Consecration
Wake up, sleeper, rise from the dead, and Christ will shine on you.
Jesus, I belong to you.
I lift up my heart to you.
I set my mind on you.
I fix my eyes on you.
I offer my body as a holy and living sacrifice to you.
Jesus, We belong to you.
Praying in the name of the Father, and the Son, and the Holy Spirit, Amen.
Scripture
Therefore, brothers and sisters, we have an obligation—but it is not to the flesh, to live according to it. For if you live according to the flesh, you will die; but if by the Spirit you put to death the misdeeds of the body, you will live.
For those who are led by the Spirit of God are the children of God. The Spirit you received does not make you slaves, so that you live in fear again; rather, the Spirit you received brought about your adoption to sonship. And by him we cry, “Abba, Father.”The Spirit himself testifies with our spirit that we are God’s children. Now if we are children, then we are heirs—heirs of God and co-heirs with Christ, if indeed we share in his sufferings in order that we may also share in his glory.
Romans 8:12–17 (NIV)
Consider This
So here’s the $64,000 question; at least one of them. How does one do this:
if by the Spirit you put to death the misdeeds of the body, you will live.
I used to think it was by all manner of what is called “mortification of the flesh.” This essentially means something like fasting on steroids or extreme self-denial or even self-punishment in Jesus’s name. I’ve tried some of that over the years, and I can truthfully say . . . for me . . . it never worked. I would feel a little bit better about feeling a little bit worse about myself but it did nothing to curb the deeper propensities of Sin. Interestingly, the text gives no such instructions that align with what I would say is a fallen human being’s distorted intuition on the subject. So again I ask, how does one do this:
if by the Spirit you put to death the misdeeds of the body, you will live.
What if the answer is actually in the text immediately following?1
The Spirit you received does not make you slaves, so that you live in fear again; rather, the Spirit you received brought about your adoption to sonship. And by him we cry, “Abba, Father.” The Spirit himself testifies with our spirit that we are God’s children.
For almost twenty years now, my day begins with a simple yet decisive act of immersive formation and participatory worship. (Usually when I’m in the shower.) I give an audible voice to the Holy Spirit’s cry from within my spirit, saying, “Abba, Father.” Next, I transport myself through the Spirit’s gift of remembrance to the ancient Jordan River and the scene of the baptism of Jesus.2 Now, I speak aloud the Word of God the Father over myself, saying the following:
“John David, you are my son—my beloved—and with you, I am well pleased.”
In the words of one of my favorite songs in recent years, “This is how I fight my battles.”
I begin the day with a performance evaluation before the job even begins, and it has nothing to do with my performance. It is based completely on my Holy Spirit gifted-by-inheritance identity anchored in the Son of God. I remember at the beginning of every day that all my sins, shortcomings, and failures have no bearing on who I most truly and deeply am. I remember at the beginning of every day that I am loved, deeply loved, and not just a little bit but extravagantly more than I can possibly even imagine or comprehend. And nothing shreds slavery like that. I remember I am no longer a slave to my image and its management, to what you or anyone else thinks of me for good or bad—because I no longer live from that false self-image—buried now in baptism with Jesus—but from my true and real self raised in resurrection life and love which is power with Jesus.
From this place, sin is put to death because it’s already dead. And from this place life flows like the river of the Spirit into the day ahead. And the day really has one agenda: Stay in the river. Because as the prophet told us, “Everywhere the river flows it brings new life to dead places” (Ezekiel 47).
“John David, you are my son—my beloved—and with you, I am well pleased.”
It’s where I put into the river every single morning. Will you join me?
Prayer
Abba Father! Abba Father! Abba Father! Thank you for your son Jesus, and how your Spirit brings us into his life, causing our Spirit to cry out those deep words of belonging. Abba Father! Thank you that we are no longer slaves but sons and daughters, buried in baptism and raised to glorious resurrection life in Jesus Christ. Thank you for your adoring, life-changing, heart-transforming, sin-crushing, everything possible love for us . . . for me. I want to know you more and more until I know this more and more and then I will know everything I ever needed to know. Praying in Jesus’s name, amen.