In 1992 we bought our first mini van. I was so proud. Talk about pride in ownership! We had wanted one for years. The perfect family machine. It could get us around the country.
I washed it every week. Waxed it, the whole bit. Kept it shiny.
Then we added two more children. Spills. Miles. Scratches and dents. Then a fourth son.
That “New car smell” was gone. The maintenance grew less frequent. The weekly scrubbings all but vanished. Jeff Foxworthy says you might be a redneck if you clean our your mini van and find enough food to make a happy meal.
I started using it for things it wasn’t made to do, like hauling lumber and sand. By the time I finally sold it in 1998 it was not the same new machine, and I didn’t treat it very well.
In some ways our relationship with God is like my mini-van. Starts fresh and you really appreciate it. But as the dents come and the paint fades, our maintenance schedule begins to falter. In time, it’s easy to forget both who we are in Christ and the great benefit He has given to us. We take His grace for granted and start to use this glorious spiritual temple for things it was never intended to do.
The Corinthians were at that point. So in chapter 6, Paul reminds them of what they are:
Or do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit who is in you, whom you have from God, and that you are not your own?
For you have been bought with a price: therefore glorify God in your body.
You know what, I think people forget that.
I’m convinced that if we could look at ourselves the way God sees us it would change the way we treat ourselves.