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This Is Us | Story Changing Place | Knocked Off

This Is Us | Story Changing Place | Knocked Off

“As I was on my way, approaching Damascus…a very bright light suddenly flashed from heaven all around me, and I fell to the ground and heard a voice saying to me, ‘Saul, Saul, why are you persecuting Me?’”  Acts 22:6-76:3

“Morning, Sir. After you.” The ragged shopkeeper scurried out of the way as Saul entered the temple courtyard, smiling to himself. Everything he’d worked for was now his. Power. Prestige. Position. He’d made Who’s Who three years running and his name was prominently displayed on a stadium seat. People revered him and he loved it. The only gnat at his picnic were those peasants clamoring after that dead Rabbi, so he’d made their eradication his special project. Finding and arresting them was his moral obligation to a religious system that had served him well. One more jaunt to Damascus should finish off those Jesus-followers and secure his reputation. He was Saul of Tarsus, exalted Pharisee, and nothing would change that.

So Jesus knocked him off his high horse. Saul the arrogant Pharisee was about to become Paul the apostle, but his story had to be changed first. Sometimes before our stories can be changed, we need the arrogant Pharisee knocked out of us too. Maybe we worked hard to be where we are. People look up to us. The religious system has worked for us, too, and people think of us as upstanding Christians. Okay, we’re not that “into it,” but any church would be lucky to have our amazing selves. God finds that disgusting. So He holds His nose and knocks us off our high horses: Divorce, scandal, bankruptcy, prison. God uses whatever it takes to save us from ourselves. Saul was on the wrong road so Jesus made it the right road by changing arrogant Saul into humble Paul. The road to Damascus became Saul’s story changing place.

Final Thought:  Where were you when Jesus knocked you off your high horse?

Prayer: Father, I think of pride as a friend that makes people respect me. But you call my pride disgusting. I’ve known you for a while, but parts of my story still need changing. Help me humble myself so you don’t have to. In Jesus’ name, Amen.