Sardis
Here
we have a sad description people who think they are spiritual but God thinks
contrary to them. Going through what my
congregation has gone through with its prior denomination, I find these verses
particularly saddening. Sardis is a
place where they talk about how alive they are – but there is only spiritual
death within it. It is sad to suddenly
look up and realize just how “dead” familiar – and sometimes even favorite –
places have become.
But
all hope is not to be taken away. Even
here God beckons to Sardis to repent. If
they only repent, God will forgive and fold them back into His plan. But alas, we know that repentance is
difficult and unlikely. When we
voluntarily walk away from God, it is difficult to turn back to Him. Not impossible, mind you. But it is certainly difficult.
God
goes on to say that even still, there are a select few who are unblemished. There are a select few who walk as yet by
faith. Rest assured, there is always
hope for repentance. And if not, there
is always hope that even within a place of spiritual death there are a few
sparks of spiritual life. Where
repentance does not happen, the faithful remnant becomes the new answer.
Philadelphia
Here
we have a small but strong church. They
only have a little power. Perhaps they
are few in numbers or perhaps they don’t have any “community leaders” within
them. But the amount of power is not
what is important. God is not interested
in their worldly power.
They
have kept God’s word and they have not denied the name of Christ. Worldly power is irrelevant when compared to spiritual
obedience. God can - and will - use the
most insignificant obedient person. God
has no use for the powerful one who will not obey.
Notice
also that here there are no words of condemnation to Philadelphia. They are small in power but faithful. God need not always work through the biggest,
wealthiest, and the most powerful. Because of their faithfulness God will keep
them from the hour of trial to come.
Because of their faithfulness, God works in them.
Laodicea
Here
we have the famous “spew you out of my mouth” line. For the record, I personally prefer the more
literal transition of “vomit” to “spew” – it bring more of the sense of just
how displeasing the sensation is. It is
one thing to drink something that is marginally spoiled. It is another thing to drink something that
is so rotten that the body immediate convulses to get it out of influence with
the body.
That
is precisely what I read when I read those words. This is no mild displeasure. This is a violent irritation.
Look
at the condemnations listed here. Why is
the reaction so violent? Well, because
they are completely out of touch with God’s perspective. They think they have it all, but from where
God is standing they have nothing. It is
like those who come to church, who can say all the right words, who can even
make an argument about being “saved by grace” … but yet bear no fruit and have
no distinguishable spark of faith within them.
I
know that feeling. I was that man for
several years … close to a decade. I
believed there was a God – I even believe Jesus Christ came and died on the
cross for me – but there was no spark of faith within me. I could say all the right words to make you
think I was a pious and holy person. But
I was deceiving everyone, including myself.
I was to be pitied at that time in my life. I thought I had it all – understanding,
knowledge, respect – and yet I really had nothing that could sustain me.
But
even so there is hope. “Behold, I stand
at the door and knock. If anyone hears
my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with him, and he with
me.” There is always hope, even when
people are deceiving themselves. They
simply need to sit back and listen for the call of the Christ!
I
hate to say it, but I have more in common with Laodicea than I would like to
publically admit. I’d like to say I was
Philadelphia or even Smyrna. I really
wish I could say I had the most in common with them. But I would be setting myself up for false
pride. In fact, to fall back into that
trap of believing I had most in common with Philadelphia or Smyrna would only
show just how much like Laodicea I can be if left unchecked!
But
no, I am a recovering Laodicean. I seek
the gold sold by God. I seek refinement
in His fire. I seek the day when God
shall take this recovering Laodicean and dress me in His “unspoilable”
white. Truth be told, that is precisely
why I do not wear a white alb but a brown one.
Every time I go before people as a spiritual leader of worship I remind
myself that if left unchecked, I could convince myself that “I’m already rich
and already what God wants me to be.”
Oh, wretched Laodicean that I am.
One day I will be there, but today I will remember that such a day has
not yet come.
God’s
peace; and I hope that you have enjoyed this tour of early Christianity in Asia
Minor. There are great lessons to be
learned by these churches – if nothing else that there are varying degrees of
success and depravity in God’s kingdom!
But remember – even in the most depraved churches there is still hope
handed out by God. As when Peter sinks
into the water after crawling out of the boat … Jesus is always there to grab
our hand if we but cry out and earnestly seek him. So long as you are alive, there is always
hope. Repent, dear Christian. Believe and obey!
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