Ambassadors of Reconciliation

“ I feel like a tightly balled piece of paper. And, even if I was able to open up, I would still be wrinkled everywhere.” These were the wise, but heart-wrenching, words spoken to Doreen by sweet, soft-spoken Lillian. She then asked if Doreen would be able to iron her flat.

How would you respond to this?

Thankfully, we don’t serve a God who unrolls balls of paper.

We serve a God who makes old things new.

And, lest we forget what the word new actually means, God makes this clear, “Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come.” (2 Corinthians 5:17).

But how is this possible? Is it because of our hard work or our stubborn grit? Thankfully, no.  “All this is from God, who through Christ reconciled us to himself and gave us the ministry of reconciliation.” (2 Corinthians 5:18). Lillian can be made new because Christ Jesus made right her relationship with God. And Doreen is living out this message of reconciliation as she speaks this hope-filled truth into the life of precious little Lillian.

Are you reconciled to God today?

Are you an ambassador for Christ, imploring others to be reconciled to God? 

“Therefore, we are ambassadors for Christ, God making his appeal through us. We implore you on behalf of Christ, be reconciled to God.“

2 Corinthians 5:20

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