This year, in much of my personal reading, I have immersed
myself in the eighteenth century, especially the time period of the American
Revolution. I have read biographies of John Adams, Thomas Jefferson, and
Alexander Hamilton. As a family, we visited Boston and Philadelphia in May. We
got to see and walk around many important sites from this time: the Old North
Church where the lanterns signaled how the British were advancing, Lexington
Green where the first shots of the Revolutionary War were fired, the location
of the bridge in Concord with its “shot heard ‘round the world,” Breed’s Hill
where the battle of Bunker Hill took place, and Independence Hall in
Philadelphia where we stood in the room in which the Declaration of
Independence was signed. These places play important roles in the beginning of
our country. To stand in these spots and
try to imagine now, 250 years later, the sights and sounds of that time was
surreal. Why? Because I am an American, and those places and the biographies
I’m reading tell the start of our story as those who call America home. What
happened in the 1770s paved the way for everything that has happened since
then.
At the same time, I’m spending this summer studying Acts for
my personal benefit but also in preparation to teach a ladies’ Bible study this
fall. And this, too, is my story. For my identity as an American and all that
ties me to our nation’s history pales in comparison to my identity as a
follower of Jesus Christ, a member in God’s family. And Acts tells the story of
this beginning: the first days of the church, the gathering of a people who
believed that Jesus was the Messiah promised. This is the story of the new
covenant and what life for believers looked like following Jesus’s fulfillment
of the Old Testament sacrificial system. We read in Acts how the believers
gathered, how they handled challenges both inside and outside the church, how
they made sure that the doctrine taught stayed pure, and how they spread the
good news of Christ throughout the known world. We are inspired by these
believers’ willingness to die for a cause they believed in – not the kind of
freedom our forefathers in America fought for, but a much more important
freedom, a freedom from sin and bondage that Christ had accomplished through
his death on their behalf.
The story of our church, Grace Baptist, starts way back in
Acts. The early church gathered, so we gather. The early church prayed
together, listened to teaching, ate together, celebrated the Lord’s supper
together, and so we do as well. We carry on what they began. Let’s learn from
their example and continue the mission they received from Jesus Himself... to
carry the good news of the gospel with us everywhere we go. And in doing so,
may Christ’s church, the global body of believers from every nation and tribe,
continue to grow and expand until we finally reach the climax that our story is
moving toward: an eternity with God and His people in a new heaven and earth where
we will truly be home.
--Amy O'Rear
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