Spray paint preachers scrawl it on overpasses. Faith-filled farmers erect makeshift billboards advertising it. Hippies sang it. Homeless guys add it to their cardboard pleas. Atheists hope it isn’t true.
Jesus saves.
What does that mean – really?
I never asked this question until I moved to Nashville. At the time, back in 1997, a survey claimed there to be over 2500 protestant churches in the music city. In the nine years since then I’ve been asked by four pastors to help them start NEW churches. This might be the one place in America wit more churches than Starbucks, Walgreens and Walmarts combined.
Every waiter, plumber and produce stocker goes to church – probably my church. I get “witnessed” to by Seventh Day Adventists in the airport. I read tracts left on urinals at Chili’s. I stare amazed at the reductionist theology screen-printed on t-shirts at the local LifeWay store – and more amazed at the number of people wearing them around here. I can listen to at least five Christian radio stations here if I want to, visit the Gospel Music Hall of Fame, tour at least three denominational headquarters, attend a bible study or church service in any neighborhood and on any night of the week and I could go months without having to interact at all with someone who does not share my belief that Jesus saves.
It’s a holy ghetto.
And here in the ghetto, surrounded by so many like-faithed folks, I get the privilege and horror of hearing my own beliefs spoken back to me many times a day. Sometimes hearing my own thoughts on God articulated by others here makes me question those beliefs. When I first heard “Jesus Saves” spoken in the ghetto, for instance, I was surprised at how incomplete it struck me as being – how meaningless it was.
Something similar happened with the words “you know” and “”like” years ago. In college I made liberal use of those little words. You know, I was like always saying like you know and like…you know? Never thought twice about it. But one day I backed into teaching a group of high school students and was suddenly surrounded by a cacophony of “like, you know”s. Hearing THEM talk like ME, you know, changed the way I talked – made me realize how short those words fell of communicating anything meaningful.
That’s what happened with “Jesus saves.” It’s everywhere – if not the exact words, then the sentiment. The usefulness of such short worded theology is assumed. The meaning is thought to be obvious and the application believed to be graspable by all. But do those two words and all the other bumper-sticker sized faith bites I’ve spouted my whole life really say what I’d like to? More importantly do they say what God came to? Are they really as meaningful, useful and life-altering as we think?
For the next couple days – maybe more – I’m hoping to make time to write about these two words. I’m writing from God’s ghetto where these words are as conspicuous as wallpaper. And all of us, in Nashville or not, are experiencing Easter – again, for the umpteenth year – and possibly under whelmed by it all. I’m hoping expanding “Jesus Saves” to a few hundred words here at SHLOG.COM will make these words more meaningful and the season come alive for us somehow.
If not, free peeps for everyone.
c long says:
Just got back from church not too long ago and what a “kick butt” service! The pastor didn’t have the meat of the service. 12 people were baptised and before they were dunked, their stories were shown on the screen. 12 imperfect people told of the difference that a perfect God has made in their lives. None of them said the words, “Jesus saves”, but we all saw how He does! What a great God we serve!
BethelTraumaRN says:
I want pink peeps, Shaun. Pink and yellow, maybe
I definitley have heard the phrase “Jesus Saves” my whole life, paticularly from that hymn “Jesus Saves”.
I think it has a universal meaning, but also a personal meaning to people, cos while we all have committed the same sins (like lying, cheating, etc), we’ve all been saved from sort of ‘unique’ sins as well, and so “Jesus Saves” to one person could remind them of how they were saved from like say alcohol, but to another it could remind them of how Christ saved them from pornography addiction.
I dunno, just my thoughts.
Looking forward to what you have to say.
~*Amb
PS, what about chocolate bunnies for everyone? *grin*
Jessie says:
Great thoughts. It is interesting to see how “Jesus Saves” just flies out of people’s mouths nonchalantly anymore. Some people understand what it means to be saved by Jesus, while others just go about life thinking that when they die Jesus will save them despite their sins because “Jesus Saves”. It’s sad that people think this. What’s even more sad is that Christ will tell them “Depart from me you that work iniquity. I never knew you.”
I don’t mean to just barge in on your journal, but I saw it advertised in the CCM magazine. I saw you at the Midland County Fair back in 2004, and I have your first two albums. I love your music, so I had to check it out…
c long says:
Dear shlog lovers,
I would just like to take a moment to encourage you. If Emma was bold enough to post her struggle with being “underwhelmed” with her Easter. I’d bet she’s not the only one who found herself so. I’ve found myself there in the recent past and I’m grateful to be back in the realm of the overwhelmed.
Scripture reveals that many will grow cold (Mt 24:12) and that the Day will not come until a turning away by those who believe comes first (II Thess 2:3 read the AMP too). Cling to what you know is true. Every day expect God to do big things around you and don’t get caught up in our human definition of BIG. Some of God’s biggest things come through in the littlest of ways. He always comes through for those who crave Him (Heb 11:6).
Jesus used words we could understand like hunger and thirst for good reason. He knows our tendancy to become relaxed and satisfied. Fight that. Hunger for Him. Thirst for more. He’ll take your state of “underwhemed” and overwhelm you like only He can.
Blessings