I’m an Extension Cord


This post adapted from a workshop I gave as part of BJU’s Global Opportunities Week on Thursday, October 6, 2016.

I’m an extension cord.

Now, I admit – that’s not a terribly flattering thing to be compared to. I guess it depends on the extension cord, but most of the ones I know are some hideously ugly color (bright orange – really?) and are notoriously stubborn to untangle and finagle where you want them.

But I really do long to be an extension cord. In fact, it’s my life mission!

Extension cords are all about connection.

They connect something that needs power – say a lamp – to something that has all the power it needs – the electrical socket.

When you plug an extension cord into a lamp across the room and turn on the light, are you shocked that it works (pun intended)? Do you marvel at the power of the extension cord to transport all that power? Do you pat it on the back and congratulate it for being so awesome?

Not likely. Now, you may marvel at the beautiful Christmas lights that blink on when the extension cord is plugged in. But you never step back and marvel at that ugly orange cord running from the lights to the socket.

I am that ugly orange extension cord.

Christ is the electricity in the socket. He has all the power this world ever needs. He is the Sovereign Maker of the Universe – He is Omnipotent – He is God (oh and I’m not). What this world needs is more God and less me.

And so I want to be one way in which the world gets more of my awesome God.

There are many dark lamps in the world who cannot shine. They have no power and no way to get it. I want to come along and connect them to the power source that can transform them from “darkness to marvelous light” (1 Peter 2:9).

Just like the extension cord, no credit will go to me because none of the power comes from me. I’m simply connected to the power. And I simply want to share it.

My life mission is to be so connected to Christ that all who connect with me are connected to Christ.

This includes what I do on digital media – the point of this blog. When people add me on Facebook, I want to be so connected to Christ that in a sense, they’ve just added Him to their news feed. I want to be so deep in His power that when people meet me, they immediately sense the power of Christ flowing from me.

All I want to be a connector. I may be an ugly color and a bit hard to work with at times. But by God’s grace, I want to connect as many dark lamps to Him as I can – and watch His power light them up in marvelous transformation!


You Mess with Him, You Mess with Me

Sometimes you learn the most valuable life lessons from children’s lessons.

11_saul-conversionI was at my Saturday morning Bible Club, listening as one of my friends shared with the low-income (and rowdy) kids how Saul was converted (Acts 9). As I was listening (in between yelling at the kids to be quiet), something struck me that he said:

“Now, why do you think Jesus said, ‘Saul, why are you persecuting ME’? Was Saul persecuting Jesus?”

The kids answered, “No!”

“Then why did Jesus say that? Who was Saul persecuting?”

“The Christians.” Then it dawned on the kids.

Ac9.4“Christians are God’s people. You know when one of your friends is getting picked on, and you walk up and say, ‘Leave him alone. When you mess with him, you mess with me!’ That’s what Jesus is saying: ‘When you mess with My people, you’re messing with Me!'”

In that low-income culture, that statement makes a whole lot of sense. These kids, influenced too heavily by gangs, know the unspoken code of gang loyalty: “If you mess with my brother, you’re messing with me!”

This is just so cool to think about. I am owned by Christ! And He is loyal to me…

1 Peter 2:9 says:

 But you are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people for his own possession, that you may proclaim the excellencies of him who called you out of darkness into his marvelous light.

We are “possessed” by God. He has bought us with His own blood. And I guarantee you, He’s not gonna let us go! He will always stick up for us.

When that nasty thug named Satan comes before God’s throne to spell out all my many faults, I am comforted to know that Jesus stands there, declaring, “Go away! Matt is no longer yours. He belongs to God! And God always defends His own. You better watch yourself, Satan, because if you mess with Matthew, you’re messing with Me!”

When the whole culture moves against us, when terrorists chop off heads, when Christians are persecuted, don’t panic! We have a loyal Savior.

When we are persecuted, He is persecuted. When we are made fun of, He’s made fun of. When they hate us, they hate Him.

He’s got our back. And there is nothing that can happen to us that’s outside His control. He’s better than the biggest brother we could have. He defends us. Because we are His.