The Only Way to Christian Unity …

THE FRIEND AT THE DOOR

Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and dine with him, and he with me. — Rev. 3:20

If you open the door to the Friend who knocks and invite him into the home of your heart, and if I do the same, then you and I will be of one heart and soul with that Friend. That is the only unity there is that has any meaning. That Friend is not going to barge in; he will not impose himself. He is a gentleman, but a certain kind of gentleman, for he is the Christ or the Anointed One of God. And so he is Lord and Savior. Even so we do not have to pursue him, which would make sense. But it is not a matter of reason but of grace. He pursues us, but with restraint. He knocks at the door of our hearts. We need only to open the door.

This is the glorious good news of the gospel. It is not by our initiative or will or effort or good works, but by God’s grace. It is a matter of accepting the free gift that God gives. This is what makes the Christian faith different from all other world religions. Whether one is a Moslem or a Buddhist or a Shintoist or a Hindu, his religion is a matter of effort. He is to diligently seek after God or the gods. Such religions have no concept of a God who so loves humanity that, like “the Hound of Heaven,” he is in constant pursuit of man, driven by his magnanimous philanthropy.

Even we Christians, however, have difficulty in seeing that what God offers is “by grace and not by works.” In our pride we have a problem with a free gift, with no strings attached. We do not have to be good enough or smart enough or right enough in order to claim it. We only need to accept it. This quickens our pride. We want to do something to deserve it or to be worthy of it. And so we try harder to be good or to be right. We struggle for a peace that never seems to come. And we grow tired of struggling. Many Christians are defeated and discouraged. Like the Moslem or the Hindu, they have to carry their religion as a burden rather than their religion carry them. Could it be that we who claim to be Christians have never done what is so simple and so basic to the Christian faith, accept the free gift? How many of us have opened the door and invited Jesus Christ into our hearts?

This blindness to the grace of God may account for our factions and divisions. We falsely assume that unity is achieved through intellectual understanding or through doctrinal agreement. We draw lines and withdraw fellowship over something we call soundness, but this has to do with our opinions and interpretations more than with one’s relationship to Jesus Christ. Since we have not learned to find oneness in the free gift of God’s grace we seek it in all sorts of doctrinal systems. This may create a cold and legalistic conformity but never the unity of the Spirit.

Jesus Christ is not simply the Friend but the transforming Friend. He changes our attitude toward things and people, and gives us not only a way of life but life itself. When we open the door of our heart and invite him into our inmost soul, life will be different. We will manifest a love that unites that which is divided. If Jesus is in our hearts and if he is in their hearts, we cannot help but be one together in him, and there is no other unity that is worthy of the name.

To appropriate the gift of Jesus Christ, as promised in Rev. 3:20, we may have to use our imagination. How else can we really open the door and allow Jesus to enter but by imagining him as with us in everyday life?

The business man can think of Jesus as sitting with him in his office and sharing in those crucial decisions that every business man has to make, and that imaginary presence will make the man aware of loving righteousness, doing justly, and walking humbly before God. The lonely widow can imagine Jesus at her side listening when there is no one else to talk to. We can see him at our side as we drive to work. We can sense his presence when we are too tired and discouraged even to pray. We know that he understands and that he is slow to condemn. Even when we have spoken harshly to a loved one or been short of temper we can imagine him standing near and softly saying something like, “What I see in you is the potential for a good and great soul.”

And what begins with imagination ends in faith, for we will soon believe that the Friend is really with us. We do not drive alone; we are not at home alone; we do not go to bed alone; we do not face this cruel and troubled world alone. “I will be with you always, even unto the end of the age” was a promise made first to his special envoys, the apostles, but it is true for all who believe in him. He is with us! Is this not the heart of the Christian faith?

It is also the great lost secret to Christian unity. Give me two people who have invited Jesus into their hearts and I will give you two people who are united in Christ. Questions about baptism, church membership, and erroneous views that may be held are important matters that are to be dealt with within a loving fellowship of mutual acceptance. If we wait until all such issues are settled to everyone’s satisfaction, then unity will always elude us. Those disciples who responded to Jesus’ call “Follow me” were far from perfect in their understanding of things, but it was nonetheless their response to that call that made them followers of Christ (in spite of all their hangups!) and united with each other.

We don’t have to understand everything about a gift in order to receive it, and we may even have misconceptions about it. I would not refuse the gift of a new color TV set because I do not understand how the thing works, and its performance would not be affected by any erroneous views I might hold about video science. Just so one may know little of the theology about Christ, or he might even have a mistaken theology about him (such as supposing him to be a “created” being?), and still accept the gift that is offered with the knock at the door. And the gift will still “work” in spite of imperfections of understanding. The question then is whether we know Jesus Christ as the transforming Friend, not how much we know about him.

To walk with Christ as Enoch walked with God and to be a friend of Christ as Abraham was a friend of God is what makes us one together because that is what makes us Christians. We are not one in Christ simply because we are members of the same congregation or because we do the same things when we “worship” or because we’ve been baptized the same way. Oneness in Christ goes deeper than that. Those who have invited Jesus to make his home in their hearts and who reflect his living presence in their lives are the ones who are united in Christ.

Our troubled homes and troubled churches indicate that with all our religion we have failed to come to terms with the Friend who stands at the door and knocks. In their agonizing search for “something” our folk move from one congregation to another. Divorces plague our ministers, elders, and deacons as well as their children. Most every church has a string of broken homes and heartbreaking tragedies. We live in luxury and yet we are poor. We have an abundance of everything but where is our joyous faith?

The answer is tragically simple. We are a people who have not accepted the free gift. We must stop trying so hard and come to see that being “right” about everything is a hopeless and fruitless effort.

The answer is in the knock at the door. The Friend who waits to enter will take all our burdens upon himself. His forgiving love will give us a glorious peace and an unspeakable joy. When we open the door and allow him to rule our hearts and lives we will have that victory that overcomes the world. If we will drop to our knees and do what we have probably never done in all our years as a Christian, invite Jesus Christ into our hearts, the gift of the presence of the living Christ will light up our lives and give us an assurance that can come no other way. And once that grace floods our soul we will be at peace with all others who have heard the knock and opened the door. —the Editor