A Kiss From Jesus 2

Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen. And do not grieve the Holy Spirit of God, with whom you were sealed for the day of redemption. Get rid of all bitterness, rage and anger, brawling and slander, along with every form of malice. Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you.                                                                                                                    Ephesians 4:29-32

 

We don’t have long to live on this earth.  I’m already through nearly two thirds of my life (and am in no hurry!)  While I’m still breathing, I want to respond to God’s love!  For years, Jesus has been giving me kisses…important reminders that He watches me and He adores me.  He’s seen me through flat tires and surprise gifts; rejections and approvals; partings of friends, moves and changes; and, unexpected quiet times where He whispered in my ear encouragements, challenges and love.  These are just some of the ways that I have received kisses from Jesus.  And so, in the time that I have left on this earth, I want to help others feel kisses from Jesus, too.  As Paul says later in Ephesians 4, I want to: build people up according to their needs and showing kindness and compassion and most assuredly forgiveness – to show them GRACE.  One thing that I have learned,  I can’t get Jesus kisses if I have in me what members of the church of Ephesus had in them: unwholesome talk, bitterness, rage and anger; gossip and backbiting; or, a brawling spirit, slander and malice on these lips.  It is impossible to recognize kisses from Jesus when our hearts are ugly with regret, hurt and malice.  I definitely prefer the kisses from Jesus. 
 
To my surprise kisses from Jesus was not only my idea. A Christian artist penned a song about kisses from Jesus.  In 2005 John Mark McMillian, wrote “How He Loves Me.”   The evening he wrote it, he learned that one of his closest friends, Stephen, was killed in a car accident.  He felt so close to God that he began to wonder what it was like for Stephen when he went into Jesus’ arms that night.  The song is a love song…a poem, between God and us: It simply says that Jesus is jealous for us.  How He loves us.  Oh how He loves us oh how He loves.  And then there is the second verse: So we are His portion and He is our prize.  Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes.  If grace is an ocean, we’re all sinking.  –  Don’t you love that?  And then these words…So heaven meets Earth like a sloppy wet kiss and my heart turns violently inside of my chest.  I don’t have time to maintain these regrets.  When I think about the way that He loves us. Take a moment to listen to it: CLICK HERE.
 
Thousands were divided over the verse: “So heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss…” Some said it was so weird that in newer versions, that particular line is changed.  But I wasn’t ‘weirded out’ because I had been getting kisses from Jesus for years.  That kind of affection from Jesus shines light in me!  That kind of pure love from my Savior reminds me that this weary, hostile world is not all the life I have to live, that I have eternity with one who adores me. 
 
I’m going to die and you are too!  But we are not dead yet!  So, in the meantime, what would it be like to give Jesus kisses indiscriminately, extravagantly and with total abandon!  This is called GRACE!  Not because they should have it but because you can give it freely!
 
Some time ago, I heard of a missionary returning stateside, who had a two-day layover in Germany during the early years of the Nazi occupation.  It was late December, and while out walking, he happened through a Jewish ghetto.
 
Appalled by the poverty he saw there, he took what funds he had and spent it on chocolates — sort of a Christmas present, if you will, for children who had all but forgotten what it was to laugh, or even smile.  When he telephoned home for more money in order to travel on to America, his superiors frankly found the request incredulous.
 

“You did what?”

“I bought chocolates for the children,” the missionary said. “It’s Christmas after all.”

“But they’re Jewish. They don’t celebrate Christmas!”

“Well, I know that,” he insisted, “but they’re still children, and children like chocolate.”

“For God’s sake, man, they’re not even Christians.”

There was a long pause. And finally the old missionary answered, “Yes, but I am.”
 
You know when you have given the perfect kiss from Jesus?  When you can walk up to, text, call or email the meanest person you know and say, I love you!  Now that’s a great big wet kiss from Jesus!  Not because they deserve it but because you can give it freely!  Through the power of the Holy Spirit, we have the power to be a part of changing a life with Jesus kisses.
 

With more love than you can know…kiss – kiss

 

Pastor Alexis (Oh, and joy, joy too!)


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