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So many
documents that we have no way of restoring. Like the precious jewellery items
my wife had stolen three years ago — not worth much in financial terms, but so
beloved.
The
diary pages that we were tempted to throw out are my record of a time when life
was arduous. To reflect over those times is a gift of knowing God’s
faithfulness that got us all through that difficult time as a family. (Thankfully
we invested a few hours separating the leaves one-by-one.)
This
event reminds me of the times when people have suffered total loss, not just to potentially lose a few years of journal
entries. And even as we reconciled what had occurred, my wife losing several
treasured keepsakes too, we were given cause, even in our loss, of the
significant things we still had.
It
reminded us also of those famous words of the apostle Paul in Philippians 3:8 —
“I consider everything a loss
because of the surpassing worth
of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord.”
because of the surpassing worth
of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord.”
There
were tears shed today, not my own, but my wife’s, as she has held these
possessions for, in some cases, thirty years and more. For me, there was a sense
of disbelief as I recalled just how much time I spent journalling, and how many
family reminiscences there are in them. It is a genuine family record of those
times. One sweet thing, however, was the service my five-year-old son gave to
separating the leaves of paper.
We
never grieve insignificant losses. Loss, in what it is, involves the greatest
of sacrifices; of having to let go that which we would never freely let go of.
But when we contrast these losses with Christ, all, even though it is all to us in this life, all, is vanity. That can seem illogical in this day, but that is
how good Christ is, in context of the
heavenly realms, which is everything of Christ we are, in this life,
fundamentally unaware of.
And
then there is freedom — all the freedom we enjoy — I, my wife, my son, my
daughters, all my family. None of us are presently in slavery, and none of us,
for my thinking, ever have been. Then there’s the topic of the ANZACs — the commemoration
upcoming, only days away. Many of those who were gunned down even hours into
their tour of duty volunteered out of patriotism. We know many have given up
their lives so we could be free. How could we spurn that freedom?
Of
course, the ultimate expression of freedom-giving is Christ, Himself. He gave
Himself up to be scourged, insulted, condemned, and to be hung on a tree. Christ
experienced loss that we would gain.
The ultimate expression of
faith in Jesus
is to follow Him and die to self
so that others might live.
is to follow Him and die to self
so that others might live.
Not
that we would gain in any way. Our loss for another’s gain; their loss for still
another’s gain.
This
is why we can suffer no loss even though we experience loss. That can sound
harsh, even wrong.
Indeed,
the purpose of loss is to teach us for
the next time; God is to be got in the original loss, deep as deep can go, so
that we might know true belief in God to get us through subsequent losses in
the way that we know we will soon be compensated. This is why Paul counted all
loss as gain.
God is
to be got in the first loss, and if not, in the now-loss. Yes, get Him, in your
loss, now.
Jesus is a God intimately acquainted
with loss.
He knows you in it,
so you may know Him in it.
He knows you in it,
so you may know Him in it.
Why is
loss the shortcut to gain? Loss shows us how fleeting life here is. Gain is
ours as we sow into the next life. This is paradoxically the practice of sowing
authentically into all our key relationships in this life; to make the biggest
loving impact we can.
From
loss, through pain, to Jesus, to learn the cosmic lesson in loss, to reach for
eternity, to look back from there, to do in this life what we can only do now.
That’s the purpose of gain in loss.
When
we count every gain in this life as loss and all loss in this life as gain we
comprehend eternity and we understand God. That,
we all appreciate, is a journey. None of us arrives there in this life.
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