As transformed Christians who by spirit have inherited the spiritual genetics of Christ, ought we to be Christ clones, reflections of him that others see in us? My friend, life’s a story, stayed tuned for more on This Passing Day.
I have four children, three girls and a boy. They’re all grown up now, adults in their own right. Each has passed into the age of wisdom that christens each of us, as the daily challenges of life have done more than just dent and scratch our character, these have become cause for major character repair and replacement. Ours are not the same children I knew a decade or so ago. Such is the nature of transformed youth as manifested in young adults. Holly and I are fortunate in that we see our children regularly, as we are not separated by major distances. So, we experience the new children, the transformed ones, on a regular basis. Although I see myself in each, one of my daughters, Rachel, is most like me. Not only does she display some physical characteristics as the shape of the nose, skin tone and jaw structure, she is in many ways similar to me in outlook and personality. I’ve often commented to my wife that if Rachel had been born a boy, she would have been my clone. Rachel reflects me in so many ways. When I see her I see myself over thirty years ago.
What do people see when they see you? Do you remind them of someone else? As transformed Christians who by spirit have inherited the spiritual genetics of Christ, ought we to be Christ clones, reflections of him that others see in us?
Here’s a thought from Carl Lundquist, a Christian athlete and Olympic cyclist: “Henry Wingblade used to say that Christian personality is hidden deep inside us. It is unseen, like the soup carried in a tureen high over a waiter’s head. He passes by our table with that tureen held high above our senses. We look up and imagine but do not know. No one knows what’s inside really–unless the waiter is bumped and he trips! That’s when the nature of the soup is revealed for all to see and know. Just so, people don’t know what’s inside us until we’ve been bumped. But if Christ is living inside, what spills out is the fruit of the Spirit. (Carl Lundquist.)
2 Corinthians 3:18 states: “And we, who with unveiled faces all reflect the Lord’s glory, are being transformed into his likeness with ever-increasing glory, which comes from the Lord, who is the spirit.” As Rachel reflects me in so many ways simply because she has inherited from me both physical and emotional traits, she has also been further transformed by persisting with me regularly. She stops by for coffee, visits on the weekends and volunteers to help me with work. First she is genetically inclined to be like me, and her inclination leads to further transformation as she uses these genetics to adapt more and more to my character. Like that soup-carrying waiter, however, her reflection of me is merely apparent but not obvious unless her character is bumped. That’s when someone might say, “Boy, you really are like your father!” If you spend a lot of time with Christ, side by side in prayer, thoughtfully standing with him in meditation and quiet, and immersed in the study of his Word, you will be transformed to be more like him every day. The Spirit of God has already brought about the genetics, persistence will make the transformation complete. Who do you look like? Just let life bump you around a bit and the heavenly likeness will come pouring out for all to know not just speculate.