I Am A Citizen Of Heaven
Scanning through Facebook over the past few days, you would have been forgiven for thinking that the world had ended. That is, if you hadn't already lived through Brexit and therefore you know that it didn't and hasn't and won't. At least not for now. Much screen space has been taken up with different opinions and analyses of what last week’s decision means for America, Latin America, Syria, Russia, China, the world, and dare I say it (as a Brit), the 'special relationship.'
I stated in a post recently that it is precisely at times like this that I'm especially glad I am a Christian. While most were concerned with 'getting out the vote,' I and many others like me, committed the election to God and asked Him to demonstrate His control.
You might be wondering why, and maybe you even disagree with my lack of enthusiasm. Well now that the dust has settled a little, let me tell you: I am a citizen of heaven, and that means three things as far as elections are concerned.
I don't live here. That is to say that this world is not my home. Yes I own property here and work here and do everything else I need to do here, but that's just the physical me. The real me, the part that matters to God, is a denizen of heaven (Eph. 1:3; Php. 3:20 ESV). That's where I really belong and it has been that way since God reached down into my sinful existence and saved me. Thus, while I don't consider it wrong, my personal feeling is that voting for any earthly candidate is distinctly second rate and incredibly short term.
I can't live here. This world crucified my Saviour, and ever since, it has been under condemnation and seriously lacking restraint as to the depths to which it will sink. That crime is what marks this world as a ‘present evil age’ (Gal. 1:4) and makes it overtly hostile to any ‘creatorial claim’ that He has over it. He commands repentance and faith, and removes from me any semblance of hope in self. His crucifixion terminated my old existence before God, and now the only thing I have to cling to is the cross of Jesus Christ. I long for the day when He will redeem me from my ‘body of sin’. I don’t belong here. I am an exile.
I won't stay here. Or this world is not my final destiny. My destiny is heaven and therefore that is also my motivation. I'm merely passing through, like the ‘pilgrims’ (1 Pe. 1:1 NKJV) Peter wrote to, I'm on a journey that I'll only take once. To concern myself with politics feels a bit irrelevant when people are facing eternity. As another has said; “if you are more concerned with politics than the gospel then you might be a citizen of the wrong Kingdom.”
Mervyn Hall and his wife are in fellowship in the assembly that meets in Hebron Gospel Hall in Bicester (UK) and is employed as a business consultant to the Healthcare industry.