Today’s Journey Through Scripture Readings: 1 Chronicles 1-3; John 5:25-47
25 “I assure you that the time is coming—and is here!—when the dead will hear the voice of God’s Son, and those who hear it will live. 26 Just as the Father has life in himself, so he has granted the Son to have life in himself. 27 He gives the Son authority to judge, because he is the Human One. 28 Don’t be surprised by this, because the time is coming when all who are in their graves will hear his voice. 29 Those who did good things will come out into the resurrection of life, and those who did wicked things into the resurrection of judgment. 30 I can’t do anything by myself. Whatever I hear, I judge, and my judgment is just. I don’t seek my own will but the will of the one who sent me. (John 5:25-30, Common English Bible).
My sister is in possession of a picture of my dad when he was a young man. You could take a picture of me, at the same age, and you couldn’t tell who was who except for the obvious age of the pictures. Even the tie my dad was wearing in his picture fits my taste in ties (I still wish I had that tie).
It has been more than 25 years since a day when I was pastor at Elwood United Methodist Church, a rural congregation outside Midway, Texas. We never did discover how it happened but several boxes in the garage got wet. In one of those boxes were several old photos of me. When our boys came in from school that day, we had several of those photos laying out in an attempt to dry them. Wayne picked up a picture of me. I was about 14 or 15 years old in the picture. Wayne was about the same age. He said, “I don’t remember taking this picture. When was it taken.” Well, son, you don’t remember it because the picture isn’t of you.
When I look at my grandsons, particularly the oldest, Kaleb, I instantly see the Broyles coming out in that young man (who now is about the age his dad was when discovering the picture of me at the same age).
I am a Broyles. I always have been and always will be a Broyles. I am the son of a Broyles who was as well. All the way back to 1520 when a man, my ancestor, Michael Bruelle (a change in the spelling to Broyles happened circa 1725 with immigration to North America) and even before.
Yes, I am a Broyles, the son of Johnnie Broyles and the father of Wayne and Christopher Broyles. NOTHING can change that. I can go to court and change my name. I will still, genetically, be a Broyles. I can change my name. I cannot change my DNA.
In today’s lesson, Jesus says much the same thing. “Just as the Father has life in himself, so he has granted the Son to have life in himself.” The Father gave life to the Son. They share the same DNA.
Just as, at the same age my father, me, my son, and my grandson, all look alike, Jesus says, “…Whoever has seen me has seen the Father…” (John 14:9b). We know Jesus and the Father are one. Nothing can change that. Nothing will change that.
It is also important that we remember, we were created in the likeness and image of God (Genesis 1:26). I have spiritual DNA with my creator. I look like God. By that, I don’t mean God is a sixty-year-old, five-foot ten-inch, overweight Anglo guy whose hair is starting to thin and has a bit of gray in it.
Scripture tells us that God is love (1 John 4:8). When we see love, we see God. That also means, if I am born in the image and likeness of God when you see me, you should see love and you should see God. Unlike God, when you look at me, at least sometimes, you will see anyone and anything but God.
I can’t work on my physical DNA. Nothing will ever change it. But, with God’s help, I can work on my spiritual DNA. With God’s help, maybe when you look at me, you just might see love and get a glimpse of God.
Have a blessed day in the Lord.
With Joy and Thankfulness (for the love of God I strive to be),
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