In Which I Love The Good News
(I know, this isn't about Manchester. I'll get to that sometime, I promise.)
So I was thinking in my God time this morning about the Good News. I always used to wonder "what is that, anyway?" It's a very "churchy" term, you know. One that everyone says, but I'm pretty sure not everyone knows the definition. I mean, how many different answers would you get if you asked around your church "What, exactly, is the Good News?" I figure you'd get a bunch of "Well, Jesus died for me!". While that's certainly true, the Bible says the Good News is for everyone and when people heard it they rejoiced. Now, if I was an unbeliever and didn't know anything about Christianity, someone coming up to me saying some dude with a funny name died for me millenia ago wouldn't really have me rejoicing, it'd have me weirded out.
Acts 10:36 says "This is the message of Good News for the people of Israel-- that there is peace with God through Jesus Christ". That's better than just saying Jesus died-- that there is peace. But what would this statement look like for today's people? I mean, wandering around saying it's for the people of Israel wouldn't get you very far.
What if the Good News was simply this: You don't have to live this way anymore.
What? You mean I don't have to worry about my future, or finances, or worry about relationships and if I'm ever going to get married? You mean I don't have to live with the guilt of that mistake?
Sign me up, please!
Jesus came to people where they were, using language they understood. He didn't go and start using terms only the priesthood knew, he knew he would've gotten nowhere with that. So why don't we do the same?

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