Maybe I’ve been wrong.
Maybe I’ve missed it all this time.
Maybe all along, it was something else, different, more.
After all, I remember when I first understood “The Gospel” as something more than the books of Matthew, Mark, Luke and John in my Bible. I remember when someone told me that it was more like, “You’re a sinner, far from God. But, take heart, He sent His Son to die for your sins. God Loves you, and if you’ll believe all of this, Jesus will come into your heart, and when you die, you’ll be with God in Heaven.”
That was my Gospel for more than thirty years. And I believed it.
But maybe it wasn’t exactly true.
I remember the night about four years ago, when, suffering the consequences of my own betrayal, infidelity, and pride – that Jesus became more real to me. The Gospel was more than a story, or words on a page – it was a Person.
I remember, not too long ago, when this Gospel began to grow in my consciousness, and take on new Life. Even bigger than those other gospels. Deeper. Better. I remember when the Gospel wasn’t any longer just about salvation. It also wasn’t any longer about really knowing Jesus and Freedom. I wrote a bit about it ten months ago. I remember what I felt when writing those words – a New King, a New Kingdom, a New Life. That Christ is the Gospel, the Good News. I still believe that.
But maybe I was still, even then, just scratching around the edges of it. Maybe I was still writing from a mindset of doing. To be included, yes, but to more, experience the fulness of that inclusion. Maybe I was writing to encourage those “not included,” to choose to be. Maybe I was writing to encourage those who were “included,” to care enough to realize something greater in their inclusion.
Maybe, though, “It is finished.”
Maybe, now I’m remembering something that has always been True. Maybe now, I’m waking up to an eternal reality, for me, for you, for All. Maybe now, I am seeing the Really Good News.
Maybe, God is Love. Maybe, Love never fails.
Maybe, when we were created in the image and likeness of God, that His mind wasn’t changed about us after the Garden. Maybe it was only our mind about Him that changed.
Maybe the Lamb who was slain before the foundation of the world, means that what happened on the Cross was a physical, prophetic fulfillment of what had already been done in eternity past.
Maybe the only “hate” in God, the only thing He “abhors,” the only thing an “abomination” to Him – is the destructive effect of sin itself on His Beloved.
Maybe His “wrath” is only an extension of His Love – that which purifies and refines away all that is not of Him in us, the false Self.
Maybe we’ve only ever been enemies with God in our own minds.
Maybe we should quit limiting Grace. Maybe Grace can be as “Hyper” as we want it. Maybe even then, we would be selling It short.
Maybe Jesus perfectly did it all, not just for us, but as us. Maybe when He was baptized, we were. Maybe when He overcame the satan’s temptation in the wilderness, we did. Maybe when He was crucified, our old man was too. Maybe when He walked out of the tomb, our New Man did too. Maybe He came for more than forgiveness of sins. Maybe He came to reveal that our sins were already, always and forever, forgiven – but more, to reveal that we were still in the image and likeness of His Triune Life. Maybe He came to show us what it looked like to be God in flesh, Divine. Maybe He came to show us what it looked like to be human.
Maybe His choice of us, all of us, is the only choice that matters. Maybe we are chosen in Him and by Him – even if we never chose Him ourselves in this mist of a life.
Maybe the Saints were Home before they even started.
Maybe being “saved” is being delivered out of wrong belief otherwise, having nothing to do with a place to retire to upon death. Maybe “salvation” is awakening out of the fig leaf lie of separation, back into our eternal, forever identity in His image, in Union and Oneness. Maybe it’s not an event, a decision, a prayer or an experience. Maybe it happens to us progressively, continuously, spontaneously, eternally – as we abide, drink and eat. As we realize. Maybe we are all destined for Heaven, but God desires we Live in It now.
Maybe there is no “us” and “them.” No “in” or “out.” Maybe there is only those who see and believe, and those who don’t, yet.
Maybe God is the Savior of all men, especially those who believe.
Maybe God so loved the world, that He gave His Son.
Maybe all things in Heaven and on earth are reconciled to Him. Maybe all things are summed up in Him.
Maybe as in Adam all (old) mankind died, so also in Christ, all (New) mankind are made alive.
Maybe we should not be afraid; for behold, the Good News of great joy is for all the people; for in the city of David there was born for us a Savior, who is Christ the Lord.
Maybe God has shut up all disobedience, and shown mercy to all.
Maybe Jesus has drawn all men to Himself.
Maybe what is good and acceptable in the sight of God our Savior, is that we know He desires all men to be saved and to come to the knowledge of the Truth. The one God, and one mediator also between God and men, the man Christ Jesus, who gave Himself as a ransom for all. Maybe God gets what He desires.
Maybe He is indeed, the Savior of the world.
Maybe God did not send the Son into the world to judge the world, but that the world might be saved through Him.
Maybe He Himself is the propitiation for our sins; and not for ours only, but also for those of the whole world.
Maybe the Lamb of God took away the sin of the world.
Maybe God was in Christ reconciling the world to Himself, not counting our trespasses against us.
Maybe He is the bread, given for Life of the world.
Maybe The Lord is good to all, And His mercies are over all His works.
Maybe He opens His hand, And satisfies the desire of every living thing.
Maybe the Lord is Good, And His Love endures forever.
Maybe He Himself is kind to ungrateful and evil men.
Maybe He causes His sun to rise on the evil and the good, and sends rain on the righteous and the unrighteous.
Maybe mercy triumphs over judgement.
Maybe God is Love.
Maybe Love is patient, Love is kind, is not provoked, does not take into account a wrong suffered, bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
Maybe Love is unconditional. Maybe Grace is that big.
Maybe, Love never fails.
Maybe some will say I’ve gone too far in believing this. Maybe they will say I am deceived. Maybe the Fruit is telling me otherwise, and maybe I should just follow the Fruit.
Maybe the Gospel wasn’t what I thought it was.
Maybe its even better.
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