Why do you call me 'Lord, Lord', and not do what I tell you? These words of Christ to the crowds should strike us breathless like none other. Why, indeed, do we call Him Lord, and refuse, neglect, can't be bothered to do what He says?
Do we love our neighbor in the same way that we pamper, I mean love, ourselves?
Do we truly love God with all our hearts, souls, minds, and strength?
Do we speak His name boldly and without reserve?
Do we leave our idols outside of our hearts?
His commands are not burdensome, His yoke is easy, He enables us every step of the way.
So why do we call Him Lord, Lord, and not do what He says?
When Isaiah's earthly lord, King Uzziah, died, he saw the eternal Lord of Hosts sitting on a throne, high and lifted up. What was his response? To cry out, Woe is me! For I am lost; for I am a man of unclean lips, and I dwell in the midst of a people of unclean lips; for my eyes have seen the King, the Lord of hosts! When God purified Isaiah's lips, the prophet's immediate response was Here am I! Send me. (Isaiah 6)
God has purified our lips by His blood. He has become our Lord, our Adonai. One day every knee shall bow and every tongue will confess that Jesus Christ is Lord to the glory of God the Father.
In the meantime, let those of us who know His name, Adonai, confess Him as Lord and then, by His grace, do what He says.
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