What Rules Your Heart?

Peace, peace of christ,

What rules your heart? Is it peace? Is peace even possible in our current culture?

Lately, it seems our country is headed to some type of implosion or civil war. Remember the saying, “There are two sides to every story?” Well, it may be true, but the problem is that no one wants to hear the other side. Everyone wants to be right, and believes that they are.

When I watch recordings of the latest protest or interviews of one side or the other, I feel their frustration, hatred, and (dare I say) pride coming through loud and clear. It seems there is no rest for the soul — no inner peace — only turmoil.

Disharmony should not exist amongst believers. Reading through Colossians a couple days ago, I was struck afresh with the importance of UNITY (one of the goals of my blog – to encourage & unite). So, I want to encourage you from the best source I could ever think of – Scripture!

Chapter 3 of Colossians (verse 12), teaches that we have been chosen by God . As such, we are called to live a life that looks differently from non-believers. We should be compassionate, kind, humble, gentle, and forgiving (in the same way Christ forgave us).

Now, picture some of those protestors  or interviewees I discussed above. Do they display any of these behaviors?  Mmmm, I don’t think so.

Our passage continues in verses 14 & 15,

Beyond all these things, put on love, which is the perfect bond of unity. Let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts…

Let peace RULE – that’s an interesting word – rule. When you study the original meaning of the Greek word that has been translated into rule in this passage, you will find that it means to decide or determine. It’s the same meaning we get for the word umpire.

Think about that for a second. When conflict arises between us and someone else, we are to let the peace of Christ rule. Allow it to be the determining factor of our actions and attitudes. In the heat of battle, we are commanded to think about the peace that we have through Christ’s sacrifice and remember that the decision has already been handed down for how we should act. Sacrificially.

Yep, we are to respond as Christ did. We are to love so bigly and boldly that we would be willing to give up our desires and wants.

UGH! Sacrifice . . . blah, blah, blah, right? I get it. Sometimes it may seem hard, especially to let the other guy win. Guess what?! It’s not allowing them to win. It’s about surrendering yourself to God and His desires, and He always desires unity among His people.

So, again, I ask, what is ruling your heart?

Song Share: Peace, by Amanda Cook


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friends, blessings

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