He called the crowd with his disciples, and said to them, ‘If any want to become my followers, let them deny themselves and take up their cross and follow me. For those who want to save their life will lose it, and those who lose their life for my sake, and for the sake of the gospel, will save it. – Mark 8:34-35
In surveying friends and family, and myself over the years, I tallied a list of things we tend to give up for lent. It was mostly commodities and creature comforts: chocolate, cigarettes, coke, coffee, cursing, chips, computers, credit cards. Sometimes we’ve tried to set regimented goals and disciplinary practices: fast on Friday, pray more often or through a book, go to church every Sunday, work out and get healthy.
I wonder what would happen if we dumped all our denied-things at the feet of Jesus. What would he say about how we’re trying to please Him. Because I’m fairly certain delivering 40 days worth of extra soda, 40 hours not wasted on Facebook, to His feet and saying I did it for you, Jesus wouldn’t get the response I’m hoping for. Would he respond like the Jesus Mark records right after this?
Mark 8:37: “What can they give in return for their life?”
Would I feel comfortable handing Jesus a chocolate bar as a thank you, as my attempt at reciprocity for the cross? Sorry for letting you die, but here’s the Klondike bar you really wanted from me? Could I face Jesus like that? It’s offensive, and I don’t think I’m comfortable realizing how offensive it is.
These verses are so overwhelming, I want to feel good that at least I’m doing something. At least, I tell myself, I am trying. When the offensive image, of me offering Jesus some junk food as a thank you for giving up His life, is staring me in the face, I get honest. Really, I’m not doing these for Jesus, I would never be so offensive towards Jesus, I’m giving these things up to practice discipline, to get healthy, to find a better life balance. I’m doing these things for me.
I’m not really sure that makes it better. On the one hand, I’m not being flippant towards Jesus. I’m just taking his good moral example of giving up whatever he may have wanted so that he could take on my burden by also giving something up, for a while anyway. It makes me a better person, doesn’t it?
Clearly I haven’t figured out what Jesus meant by “deny yourself.” I don’t have enough stuff to give Him to make the trade equal. I could give him my life, but quite honestly, I like my life, and I’ve got a healthy fear of ending up in a bad situation if I’m not in charge. Christian History points to a lot of people who have lost their jobs, their financial security, their lives. I have student loans to pay back. I have a degree to finish. And honestly, my life is not the same as His, I’m a lot messier. I couldn’t save myself, much less all of humanity.
I am fully dependent on grace to save me. I can’t make enough sacrifices. Saying that, Jesus had a lot to say about how to live. The relief in that grace can’t be understated. Only from that starting point can I approach “denying myself” with new eyes. I am free from trying to make the past okay. I can start anew.
Denying myself means what Jesus did: not making my life all about me. Paul makes the sentiment clearer than I ever could in Galatians 5:13-14:
13For you were called to freedom, brothers and sisters; only do not use your freedom as an opportunity for self-indulgence, but through love become slaves to one another. 14For the whole law is summed up in a single commandment, “You shall love your neighbor as yourself.”
It’s a start.