I marched, or rather, stomped down the stairs; it was somewhere between a two-year-old tantrum and an I love Jesus stomp. I was frustrated and tired, and they needed to know it.
A couple of weeks ago we talked about the power of our words. How we can speak life and death into ourselves, our neighbors, and situations. But this week I want to focus on the other side of that thought, our deeds.
And whatever you do or say, do it as a representative of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks through him to God the Father. Colossians 3:17
Did you catch that BIG word in the text? Representative. When God caused me to remember this scripture after my tantrum, I read it in a few different versions to get the full effect. This version spoke loud and clear to this girl. Not only are we to represent Jesus well, with our words, but also with our actions. Ouch!
There are MANY times where I manage to hold my tongue, but my face says everything my tongue isn’t. Example: A few weeks ago someone said something to me that frustrated me. I felt like they were a little harsh and out of bounds and while my words were kind, my face said everything I was thinking. After a bit, they apologized, but I needed to also. While I didn’t SAY anything wrong, my deeds were wrong.
What’s the point, Cassie? Well, the purpose is, we represent Jesus not just with our words but also in our actions. You may say all the right things, but if we don’t support our words with our body language too, well, we might as well say what we’re thinking.
So back to my tantrum. Dustin and I had a weekend away for our anniversary, and while away we ran into issues at the airbnb we had booked. ALL of our neighbors were super loud and very disrespectful of us old people trying to sleep before our long drive home the next day. I was super frustrated and even messaged the owner asking if there was anything she could do with no response (making me more frustrated). So trying to practice what I preached I chose not to say a word. How Christian of me, right? Well, not exactly. Instead, I waited till 6:30 am and was LESS than quiet as I packed and prepared to leave that morning. Leading to the stomping of stairs on my way out, hoping it disturbed them. I know, I know. No need to judge me, I’ve already repented.
While in my mind I had every right to stomp down the stairs, the truth is I wasn’t representing my Jesus very well. If those people didn’t know Jesus, I guarantee I didn’t help them find him.
So how are you representing Jesus? Are you doing it in word, but not deed? Or maybe in action, but not in word? They must go hand in hand. When we learn to represent Him well, we will reach more people and change more lives. Let’s not be the reason someone runs from Jesus, rather than to Him.
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