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Why Practicing Lent IS Crazy

Sacrifice doesn't always make sense—but that's sort of the point.

When Ash Wednesday rolls around, some of us get a little twinge—a conviction to give something up for Lent: maybe chocolate, coffee, shopping, meat, Netflix or Facebook. Giving up any of these for 40 days might make you a better person, at least for a while—your waistline slims, you’re less jittery, you loosen the reins of what controls you, maybe you spend a little more time with your family and friends or in prayer. Ultimately you have to ask, though, why do we sacrifice? What does any of this have to do with getting ready for Easter?

A key ingredient of sacrifice is when it becomes so difficult it drives you to faith. 

Living overseas for most of my married life, I often returned to the United States and heard comments like, “That must have a been a real sacrifice.” By “sacrifice,” people meant giving up some high paying career I might have had, taking my kids places without every health care procedure known to man or giving up the familiar for the unknown. All that, sure, is missing out on something, but those weren’t the things I was hardwired to want anyway. The truth is, I enjoyed living overseas. My kids thrived in Africa. I never wanted a boring North American life and I loved the excitement of new places. All that to me wasn’t sacrifice. 

The roots of sacrifice

The idea of sacrifice comes from an Old Testament idea of taking something perfectly good and destroying it before God. It sounds absolutely wasteful and stupid, really. People would bring their first crops, the grain they grew when they had waited all the long months since their last harvest, when their bellies might have been bloated with hunger and they were absolutely drooling over the taste of fresh grain. And instead of eating it all up, they would do one of two things: they would either burn it up to ashes, or give it to priests, foreigners, orphans and widows. In the same way they would take the first calf born of a cow, after they’d raised that cow and fed it and cared for it, and they would take the nice fat calf and slit its throat and watch it bleed out its life blood. That, my friends, makes no sense at all. 

It makes no sense, that is, unless there is something else going on. Unless there is, after all, a God who somehow makes something out of this sacrifice. 

The Israelites who ruined their grain, cows, doves and sheep in sacrifice did so because they believed in the craziest of all hopes—that this destruction of what is good would ultimately bring about something even better. When they sacrificed their animals and foods, it was a way of saying out loud and from the core of their being that they trusted in God, that they themselves were not capable of providing what they needed or what the world needed, but God was. They believed in a God who was so very much in charge of the universe that He would make the world a better place in spite of their loss. Sacrifice was about giving honor, about giving to something bigger than yourself in the trust that blessings come when you don’t put “me” first all the time.

The moment that nailed this whole picture of sacrifice firmly into place was the sacrifice of Jesus, the story we tell at the end of Lent. About 2,000 years ago, along comes this man who can heal people, who says the most wonderful things and draws crowds in the thousands—who turns out to be, miracle of miracles, God Himself in human form. So you would think somebody that special should be treasured, cherished, kept, used, made the most of and honored with a long, long life. He should have been made king, or at the very least grown old to become the wise, old, bearded rabbi in the center of the village with His disciples at His feet. 

Instead, He became a sacrifice. Just like that grain getting burned up to powdered ashes and the cows and lambs and doves being slaughtered with all their blood draining out, He died. His life was wasted—and why? Because God is in the business of making good way better. The very best things come out of sacrifice. That’s how God works.

How sacrifice fits into real life

First of all, let’s mention what sacrifice is not: It isn’t about going on a mission trip because all your friends are going, and you know full well you’ll learn a lot and feel good about yourself and add it to your resume. That’s not sacrifice, that’s calculating. That’s following plain old laws of physics and nature, and keeping your own self interest tucked neatly in mind. Not that you shouldn’t go on mission trips, or that you shouldn’t do some calculating as you make choices. These can be excellent, God-pleasing choices—but it’s not the same as sacrifice.  

Sacrifice is hitting a point where you see your own limits, and give beyond that. It’s saying to God, “Fine, let my life make no sense at all, let it be a failure, let it be wasted, but above all, let it be yours.” It’s throwing yourself out across a canyon you could never leap across, trusting somehow there will be a parachute, or a net, or a bridge, or somehow it will be OK—even somehow better—because of your leap. It’s knowing this: God is in charge. Period.

Sacrifice can be as simple as saying: “It makes all the sense in the world to go replace my ratty old couch with a new one—I have the money and the couch is even on sale. But instead I’m going to spend that money for a family I never met half-way around the globe, and I’m going to trust that somehow God will make something good out of that because my needs are not the measure of what’s best.”

A few years ago when we lived in South Africa, I walked up to a school near my home and saw that it was falling apart. It was the most broken-down school I had seen in my life, and I had seen some pretty crummy schools. I wasn’t there in South Africa to help rebuild schools. My kids didn’t have to go to that school; there was a perfectly fine school 15 minutes away from us. And people kept telling me: “That school is so rundown, why bother? Spend your money and time and energy elsewhere. Be efficient.”  

There’s a time to be efficient—really, we don’t need to go around doing dumb things just to prove we can be wasteful. But there’s also a time to be crazy wasteful. I looked at that school and couldn’t leave it alone—these kids in the school were kids, real live kids.  

Helping rebuild that school took me to the point of sacrifice. I had to walk up and feel awkward when I introduced myself to the principal and asked if there was any way to help. I had to make dozens of phone calls to the department of education. I had to press on even when possible partners dropped out of the project. The school sat unimproved for two whole years of trying, waiting and wasting my time. A friend during this time gave me a keychain engraved with the words, “Expect miracles.” I kept looking at those words, reminding myself this had long since passed the point of expecting my work to accomplish anything. This had become expecting miracles. It had become burning up and bleeding out resources; a sacrifice.

And God came through. The principal called me up one morning and told me the government had finally agreed to rebuild the school. And we wept.

Lent is a sacrifice training ground. It’s a time to exercise your faith muscle, to focus your eyes on Jesus, the sacrifice that all the rest hinge on. Lent is good, but I also want to live the rest of life punctuated by sacrifice. I want to live in a way that my life doesn’t make any sense except for a crazy hope. I want to expect miracles from a God who takes my little sacrifices and turns them into a door for the supernatural to burst into our world.

For ways to put sacrifice into action now, check out Relentless Acts of Sacrifice with World Vision ACT:S. 

Christine Jeske has tried to serve God in South Africa, Nicaragua,China and now plain old North America. She’s the author of Into theMud, and a forthcoming book with her husband, Adam, This Ordinary Adventure: Settling Down Without Settling.

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Gustavo Meyer commented…

Hi Guys,
Im Brazilian, and coincidentally I was coming back fromHaitiand had to spend one day at New York waiting for myflight. That was the first day of Lent and I had no idea what was those people walking whith a cross on their head. So I asked for a woman at the hotel to explain to me what was going on. She told me about Lent and that she was not eating chocolates because of it. And Ithought that it was easy to me, but I had no Idea what was that to her, and I saw some true in her words.

BUT, as I told you, I live in Brazil and we also have Lent here. Not the same way, andprobablynot in the same church. Around here, I se people whothink that they can do their sins and after that to be forgiven because of their sacrifice during Lent. What is not true and you can see in the bible:

And Samuel said, Hath the LORD {as great} delight in burnt offerings and sacrifices, as in obeying the voice of the LORD? Behold, to obey {is} better than sacrifice, {and} to hearken than the fat of rams.- 1 Samuel 15:22

Im saying it because what I sow in Haiti, in USA and in Brazil is that the heart of the human being is the same every where.
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I already went To Haity 3 times. I was 19 Years Old on my first trip and thefunnything is that put that trip in my resume (as it is in the article). I had no money, no Job, no Girlfriend, anything holding me in my country. God provided my tickets, so it wasnt so hard to leave.

But this year, Im justmarried, I have bills, I had to give my job up to go. It was the biggest sacrifice of my life! Some friends and relatives still dont understand why I did all these things, why I leave my wife to go to haiti. But when God told me to go I had to. And it wasnt so hard after He gave me faith to do it.

Comparing these two trips (first one and the last one), I saw God work the same way, because it wasnt about the sacrifice, it was about to Obey God. To know Him and understand what he had to me. God cleaned me not by the sacrifice (what He alredy did once through Jesus), but by the obedience.

How can a young person stay on the path of purity? By living according to your word.Psalm 119:9

You do not delight in sacrifice, or I would bring it; you do not take pleasure in burnt offerings.My sacrifice, O God, is a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart you, God, will not despise-Psalm 51:16-17

As I told you, I sow true in the words of the Girl at the Hotel in NY. But if not I wold tell her: "Lent can clean you, if it let you to obey God the rest of the year. Otherwise, there is no difference between Lent and try to get skinny."

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Lois Wade

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Lois Wade commented…

Hm...

I answer Distinction's question in my own mind this way...
I am Gods. Period. End of story.
Everything I own is Gods. Period. End of story.
Therefore, whether I'm (comparatively) rich or poor... is really not my concern. It's HIS. What is "sacrifice" other than an acknowledgement that God owns everything that He's graciously placed within my sphere of influence?

I haven't always been so willing to trust God ... but let me share one of the turning points in my own thinking with you...

Several years ago, I sat in "my" car in a grocery store parking lot with $13 in my wallet and a weeks worth of groceries to purchase before payday... praying... crying even... asking God how the I was going to get the wherewithall to get the items on my list? I even reminded Him that I'd been paying tithe of 10%... plus offerings! ... I suddenly realized that I was trying to "guilt trip" the ruler of the universe into doing a favor for me... and I apologized to Him and decided to just go into the store in faith.. and go down the list... figuring that I would stop shopping when I ran out of money and just trust Him for the rest.

To my stunned amazement, EVERY SINGLE ITEM on my shopping list was ON SALE that day. I came out of the store with over $40 bucks worth of food... for less than $13... in fact? I actually had over a dollar in change. And I'm hugely humbled... knowing that Our Father knew about my list... and arranged for a store manager to put them all on sale... probably WEEKS before I sat out in that parking lot struggling with my faith issues.

LOL! The cauliflower? The one on the top? The one you'd logically pick up first? was nearly 3X the size of all the other cauliflowers under it... Oh. My. God.

Romans 14:8 - If we live, we live to the Lord; and if we die, we die to
the Lord. So, whether we live or die, we belong to the Lord.

Isaiah 65:24 - Before they call I will answer; while they are still speaking I will hear.

Malachi 3:10 - Bring the whole tithe into the storehouse, that there may be food in my
house. Test me in this," says the LORD Almighty, "and see if I will not
throw open the floodgates of heaven and pour out so much blessing that
you will not have room enough for it.

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Valley_Guy44 commented…

I agree with you practicallyword for word and seem to be coming from the same Christian background. It gets even more ridiculous when youthink aboutMardi Gras and everything associated with it, which is not just a modern phenomenon.

The main problem for me, though, is thatI've caught myself saying to others, with a definite (wrong, false) sense of superiority: "Oh, I never give up anything for Lent." I start to NOT give things up almost out of principle! While I don't agree with everything in this article, it has at least made me think of how sacrifice can still be a good thing and I should look to make more sacrifices - daily.

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Distinction commented…

So you said that you and everything you own belongs to God, period. So why not "sacrifice" the $13 you had for Him? Why hold on to that even when you had given additional offerings in addition to your tithing? Why was that the "point" at which you didn't "sacrifice" any more?

I get that there has to be a point at which you go "Okay, God has blessed me with ________, so I should use it so I can 'survive' (whatever the definition of that is)". I guess I am curious as to where that point is. Perhaps this is different for each individual (and the more I think about this, I'm sort of thinking it is) and God simply wants us to practice denying ourselves and relying on Him.

I'm sort of thinking that the best response to this is spiritual discernment and listening to God (waaaaaaaaaay easier said than done, for sure).

I particularly like that Malachi verse, "test me in this". It's like God's saying "I want to knock your socks off. Show Me know you're faithful to Me and all Mine and I'll give you more than you could want." That.Is.Awesome.

On a side note, it's really comforting knowing that regardless of where the chips fall on this topic (or any other, save belonging to Christ) that we belong to the Lord (Romans 14:8). At the end of the day, that's all I really want anyway...........

Lois Wade

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Lois Wade commented…

I think the point is that you trust God in everything. With everything. For everything.

The point is that your relationship with God gets to the point where you aren't afraid to do trust Him anymore. That you've put your stuff, your life, your WILL... willingly, happily, joyfully under His control.

Think of it in the big picture for a bit...

This whole sin problem messed up the order of heaven. Up til sin and Lucifer/satan, everyone got along, worked together for the common good, served God without selfishness getting in the way.

Once self interest came into the picture, however, things came unraveled. God limited the selfishness to one planetary system... and let it play itself out to it's logical (hideous) conclusions... and showed through His own death at the hands of the self interested that He was still the giving, loving, benevolent ruler despite everything they could do to Him.

We are on the witness stand... the universe is watching to see how this selfishness/sin thing works out. To see if Lucifer/Satan had a good idea or not. Our lives are the evidence in the trial of God's style of leadership vs Lucifer/Satan's style.

And here we are ... choosing... in our work, in our play, in our
spending habits, in our lives... how we think the universe should be
ruled. Are we created only for self interested existences? Or are we
formed to be loyal friends of the Ruler of the Universe?

And when things come to their logical conclusion... that sin and selfishness are a BAD IDEA... we will be "safe" to have in Heaven again because we "get it". We UNDERSTAND the issues... and we've freely CHOSEN God's way.

And frankly? If we've NOT chosen His way? We'd be VERY uncomfortable and out of place there anyway. Burning us up in an instant instead of letting us live out our selfish choices would be a mercy at that point.

Under THOSE circumstances? What is sacrifice? Other than an acknowledgement that God is your leader... and that HIS priorities come before your own?

And if you're asking yourself these sorts of questions... may I recommend a little devotional book that has, time and again, made me re-examine where my priorities in life lay? It's "My Utmost For His Highest" by Oswald Chambers.

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Costola commented…

In my opinion this lady sacrifices to toot her horn. Sacrafice is something that should be done and never really said about. Small, big in whatever way. Some people think they have to go to Africa, wherever to do a real sacrifice. What they forget is we can all sacrifice in small ways. I know a senior citizen home in LA where many of the senior citizens are abandoned by even their own children. You don't have to Trek to Africa to have an impact on anybody. A small sacrifice by everybody here to the old age home would help on its own. Everyday life demands a sacrifice. I have 2 kids. So in order to serve God I am to pack up go to Africa to help people? Oh ok. Now I have no means of supporting my children or myself. Have to depend on others to help me so that I can help them? Look I admire those who have gave up lots to go help those people. But, in my opinion God gave us plenty to do right here.

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