It's all about You, Jesus: Modern Christianity and the Importance of Christology

First off, I should really note that the credit for many of my recent "epiphanies" should really go either to Allen Hood and his Excellencies of Christ course or to my amazing friends at the Watch of the Lord who have so poured into my life over the past ten months. I am constantly amazed at their depth of the knowledge of God and the great humility that each of them walks in. I truly stand among giants.

"I'm comin' back to the heart of worship and it's all about You, it's all about You, Jesus." I am betting that 90% of American Christians have sung this song in church. It's a great song.

But the importance of this thought has really rung true in my heart the past few days. It's all about Jesus. It is. ALL. About. Jesus.

This morning, though, I was listening to a portion of Allen Hood's teaching about the pre-existence of Christ and the absolutely foundational teaching that Jesus is pre-eminent and fully God and fully Man and I was just thinking about the importance of understanding who Jesus is.

The study of Christ or Christology is vitally important to the Christian walk. But for some reason, we spend 90% of our time coming to God in prayer asking Him and we talk about us. When we journal, we write about us. When we preach, it's about how I get through my week without cussing out the girl who works in the cubicle next to me. When I read the Scripture, it is usually for me too.

It's all about me. Modern western Christianity is really all about me.

And worship... well, that's all about me too.

I feel good when I worship. I base everything off of my feelings. I embrace the happiness and peace that my heart feels when I remember that God loves me.

Hear me now, these things are not necessarily bad.

I was just reading my own journal and the amount that I talk about me is astonishing. What I have discovered though, is that making Christianity about ME, doesn't actually produce much fruit in ME. The happiness wears off or I forget the feeling I had in worship. My heart is so fickle, I am constantly changing my mind and mood-swinging. So when the north winds begin to blow, I can't handle it. My house falls down.

I think what goes wrong is that we build the house of our faith in Christ on the foundation of our own experience of Him rather than on Christ and Him alone. He never changes. His character is from everlasting to everlasting. His word never returns void (not one jot or tittle falls away). His love never fails. He is a firm foundation for me.

He is the one thing that will never pass away. When all is shaken, my faith in the man Jesus will never be put to shame. I can count on this. This gives me stability for LIFE. I don't need to wonder if the house will fall or if I'll be tossed about like a wave of the sea.
It just amazes me that I spent so much time making it so much about me. Knowing that Jesus is the true vine changes everything. It changes the way I pray. It changes the way I worship. It changes the way I minister. It changes my relationships, my priorities... everything.

And the joy of knowing Him is SO much greater, so much more abiding than my emotional worship high. Ha... And here's the kicker......... the REAL POINT.

Knowing Him makes me fall in love with God Himself. He is the only capable of producing wholehearted love in me. And this is the point of my existence. To love Him. To see Him in His beauty, His glory and to reflect with the rest of the created beings, "Holy, holy are You our Lord and God to receive glory and honor and power and riches and strength".

It has to be about Him...

It was always supposed to be Christ, and him crucified. As Paul said, anyone who tells you differently....... well.... don't let anyone tell you differently.

:)

Rambling? Maybe. But I am working this thing out. :)