Perfect, imperfect Sense.

If there is one thing I've learned this year it's this:  following Jesus doesn't always make sense. 

We're human right? And even worse, we are sinners. Our logic, sense of right and wrong, our ethical values, common sense and all that jazz are all so...human. And earthly. And sinful. And lame, frankly.  Our natural tendency is to focus on ourselves, what benefits us, how we can make the most money and have the most friends and be the happiest with ourselves.

That's who we are, but that's not who we are supposed to be.

Following Jesus doesn't really make sense, in our limited human thinking.

It doesn't make sense to give up all your desires and dreams for one man, who doesn't even promise that life will be easy. It doesn't make sense to be nice to people who openly hate you. It doesn't really make sense to put your entire life in the hands of a God we can't even see...

But yet at the same time, it totally does. 

Following Jesus makes no sense to our sinful, human earthy flesh. Our earthy nature is hard-wired against a lifestyle like this making much sense. It's more than just something we hear on the internet or from people; we're told everyday to live for ourselves. We believe it. It's in us. 

That's why following Jesus is so radically different from anything on this earth, even our very flesh. Giving up yourself for someone else? That's not really logical. 

Giving up your cushy job to move to Africa? Makes zero sense.

Giving 10% of your income to the church? Weird.

But it isn't actually. 

Today is Easter Sunday, which happens to be a wonderful day because it is overflowing with peeps, floral dresses and of course, Jesus (literally all the best things in life.) Easter Church services, especially to those who have been Christians a while, can seem kind of redundant. Yes we know Jesus died. Yes we know our sins are forgiven. Yay we get to live in Heaven forever! Now...where are we going for lunch?

You know the drill.

But when you think about it, from a mere human perspective, Easter is weird and makes NO sense.

Why would Jesus come and die for us? That's a lot of work, for literally no reward.

Why would God send Jesus to earth? He could have just stayed in Heaven, way more enjoyable I'm sure. Why would God forgive us after we sinned so greatly?

None of that makes much sense either.

And that's why it's so painfully, awesomely beautiful.

None of it makes sense without God's love and His grace and His infinite wisdom. He loved us so much that He sent His son to die for us? THAT MAKES NO SENSE. In my limited range of thinking on earth, I can hardly comprehend. I won't even let people merge in front of me in traffic sometimes. It doesn't make sense to, I was there first right? 

Thank Goodness Jesus is a bit more loving than I am on the freeway.

None of what Jesus did made sense. Considering what a wreck we are, the way God loves us and fights for us and cherishes us makes equally no sense. None of the creation or resurrection story is "logical" by any earthly means. To our flesh it's not rational.

But it is real. 

And if Jesus died on a cross, his hands pierced with nails and His head pierced with thorns, for me and you and endured the pain of the weight of all our sins and being separated from His Father, the most seemingly "senseless" act in history- doing something that makes no "sense" on an earthly level for Christ is the very least I could do.

Less choices that "make sense" to my flesh.

More choices that give everything to Jesus.