Be imitators of me, just as I also am of Christ. 1 Cor 11:1 (NASB)
As I read this, I don’t see a cocky statement of perfection. I see a passion. I see a man whose heart is fixed on his desire to imitate Christ. Paul admits in other places that he is not perfect. He admits his own struggles – the war that rages within him. But his heart desires a steadfast relationship with Christ, and his goal is full imitation of the One who saved him.
Where is my heart? Could I ever say, “Imitate me, just like I imitate Jesus Christ”? Would I ever dare?
To be honest, I don’t want people to imitate me. That is just too frightening a responsibility. But, whether I desire it or not, it happens. If with no one else, there are three little ones living with me who will imitate me without even consciously making such a decision.
So, the challenge comes down to this – who do I imitate? Do I imitate my culture and the world in which I live, or do I imitate Christ? Oh, how it must be Christ, for otherwise I can never bear the weight of the responsibility of motherhood.
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