“Are you able to drink from the cup that I soon must drink from or be baptized as I must be baptized?” MK 10:38
“Are you able to drink” was not an invitation by Jesus to sit down and have a cup of tea. Even as he was about to enter into the most intense sufferings of his life, Jesus was reminding his disciples then, and in fact for all time, that there is a deep cost to following the Master. We may think we would answer “Yes!” to Jesus’ question; yet it’s sobering to be reminded that among his closest friends and chosen leaders of his future church, one would betray him, others deny, and the rest retreat to “safety” out of fear.
In truth, following Jesus has never been easy. Although we like to package our gospel appeal these days with a “softer approach” like “He will give you such wonderful peace”, or “He has a wonderful plan for you”, Jesus’ words cut his followers to the quick. “If any man would be my disciple, he must deny himself and pick up his cross…” No sloppy agape here!
When I read the question during my devotions this morning, “are you able to drink from the cup…”, I found myself wanting to answer “of course!”. And yet, as I bowed to face the question honestly, I realized that I am not that strong. I was confronted with my desire for comfort and security. I was confronted by times when I compromise, or take the easy way. I was confronted by times I make excuses, and reminded of the times when the devil has convinced me that there is not need to get so radical, or excessive. “People will understand”, he whispers. Or he will try to make us believe we are just taking a bold stand because we want people to be wowed by us.
Whenever the subject of suffering for the believer is raised, my mind quickly races back to the memory of the scores of people I have had the privilege of knowing who have suffered intensely for the sake of the gospel. People who have deep physical scars, and burn marks, and disfigurement. People who languished in squalid prisons for 5, 10, 15, yes more than 20 years, simply because they believed. Suddenly I am sobered, warned, and humbled all at the same time. Would I really be able to drink such a cup?
I don’t think any of us are ever really ready for this. While it is true that Jesus’ disciples did abandon him in his hour of need rather than drink the cup at first, they later drank deeply of the cup of His suffering, the tea of his love. All of those first and nearest disciples, with the blatant exception of Judas, drank the cup eventually, and did not dishonor their Lord. Even the weak and cowardly can be made strong by the implanted Word, by the indwelling Spirit, and by the infusion of grace and mercy to help in the time and hour of need. It is never by might nor by power that we are made to stand; never by the exercising of willpower alone that we are able to pass through the fires of such testing times.
In these shaking times, as the darkness intensifies and blankets the world, as evil and lawlessness goes from fierce to fiercer, our dear brothers in China are once again facing persecution. In fact, once “safe” America is no longer sheltered from such militant and aggressive opposition. While it is certainly cause for concern, it is also reason for celebration. On the one hand, it is a sure sign that our redemption “draweth nigh”. On the other, we realize that we are close enough to the Lord Himself that he would invite us to his “tea party”. I think I will take mine with not one lump, please, nor two. If you would not mind, Lord, may I please have three lumps of grace in this one?!