We are Sacrosanct!

Do you dream? I mean, when you’re sleeping. I usually don’t but in the last year, I’ve started dreaming a lot. That hasn’t happened since I was a child. When I was a kid, I used to have a lot of crazy dreams and nightmares. This extended on into college, but after I got married, somewhere along the line, I stopped dreaming. Lately though, for some reason, I’ve started dreaming again.

A couple of months ago, I had a truly startling dream. After a restless night of tossing and turning, I got up, went into the kitchen, and drank a glass of orange juice. I lay down on the sofa with the TV playing quietly, trying to find something to bore me to sleep. After a few episodes of Sports Center, I finally dozed off. I was dreaming that I was in an urban neighborhood; one like where I grew up in inner-city Atlanta. I was standing outside a club or something, talking to some people about Christ. These people looked really sketchy: poor, angry, tattooed, and hostile – just like where I grew up. Definitely not Presbyterian, probably not Baptist…not even Republican (ha ha). Anyway, in the dream my family was with me and I was worried about them and their safety. So I looked up and started praying to the heavens, “Jesus, I want to follow you, but this isn’t safe. Why did you lead me here? Why did you give me this family if I can’t keep them safe. I’m too weak, too faithless, too…”

Just at that moment, in my dream, a voice spoke to me. It was loud and commanding and it spoke slowly, emphasizing each word, “Tim Melton! You are Sacrosanct!

At that word, I woke up in a cold sweat.
“Sacrosanct?”, I muttered. I heard Martha Jo rattling dishes in the kitchen and I caught the aroma of coffee wafting through the air. “Martha Jo?”
“Yeah?”
“Hey, what does ‘Sacrosanct’ mean?’
“What?”
“Sacrosanct? What does that word mean?”
MJ walked over to the sofa and handed me a cup of coffee, “I don’t know. I’ve never heard that word before. Why?”
“I just had a dream. It was weird. I was talking these sketchy dudes about the Gospel and I think they were getting ready to kick my butt. I was yelling at God about it when a loud voice said, “‘Tim Melton, You are Sacrosanct?’ Weird huh? I don’t even know what that word means. I don’t think I’ve ever heard that word. Have you?”
“No, I just said that I hadn’t.”
“Oh Yeah. But that’s pretty weird. Don’t you think?”
“Yeah, it is. Maybe God’s trying to tell you something. Why don’t you look it up?”
“Good idea.”
I went to the computer and booted up the internet. I Googled up the word ‘sacrosanct’ in the search line. The definition was unsettling.

SACROSANCT:
1. extremely sacred or inviolable (not able to violate)
2. not to be entered or trespassed upon
3. secure from violation, profanation, assault, or trespass

Wow! I said again to myself…”‘Tim Melton. You are Sacrosanct’. You are sacred and inviolable. You and your household cannot be broken into, violated, profaned, assaulted or trespassed upon.” For whatever reason, when I whispered this to myself, I thought of on my favorite passages of Scripture, which is found in Colossians 3:3, ” You died and your life is now hidden with Christ in God.” I got it! I understood. What can you do to a dead man? The old Tim Melton died, and the new life that is mine in Christ, is Sacrosanct. The true me, the ‘Resurrection Me’ is hidden with Christ in God. I cannot be touched. This is true of me and my family. Because of Jesus, we are all hidden in Christ. We are Sacrosanct!

The broader passage in Colossians 3 says, “Since you have been raised with Christ, set your hearts on things above, where Christ is seated at the right hand of God. Set your minds on things above, not on earthly things. For you died, and your life is now hidden with Christ in God. When Christ, who is your life, appears, then you also will appear with him in glory.”

How beautiful this is. What a comfort. I sometimes cling so tightly to this world, trying desperately to find my identity here, to protect my little world, to preserve my tiny kingdom. Yet Christ proclaims, “This is not your home, Tim! Even the life you now lead is not yours, for you have died! And you have been raised with Me – set your mind on these things, not on earthly things. You eye has not yet seen, your ears have not yet heard, your tongue has not yet tasted my Kingdom. Nor have you seen who you really are. When I appear, you will appear with me in Glory! Til then, do not fear what this world can do to you. Your life here is dead. Your true life is in the life to come. You are SACROSANCT! What can anyone do to a dead man?”

As we think about the Resurrection during this Easter Season. Remember that death had no victory over Christ. Because of His perfect Righteousness, Jesus was Sacrosanct from the horror of death. Death could not violate him and the grave could not hold him. The Resurrection was the proof of his Perfect Righteousness and his victory over death. And now, because of the Cross, the Perfect Righteousness of Christ is ours, and so we too are Sacrosanct from death. We have nothing to fear. Just as no one could ultimately harm Christ, now, one can ultimately harm us. We are dead. And our life is hidden with Christ, whose Resurrection is the Firstfruit of many people yet to be resurrected. Just as Christ arose, so we too shall be raised with Him in the Glorious Kingdom that He is preparing for us.

Hallelujah Men! If you be in Christ, then you too are ‘SACROSANCT’! There is nothing to fear.

May God’s Blessings be fully yours on this Happy Easter!

2 thoughts on “We are Sacrosanct!

  1. Susan!
    It’s great to hear from you. And good to know that after all these years, I can still bring you to tears (ha ha).

    Like

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