In my younger days I had the idea that the Christian life was simply about believing in the truth that Jesus died for me. End of story. That intellectual assent made me a Christian, I thought, and my job, after saying the sinner’s prayer, was to go to church every week and get spiritually pumped up so I could make it to the next Sunday, unscathed by the world. And then manage my sin between Sundays. If someone ever asked me what difference Jesus made in my life, other than the great truth that he saved me, I didn’t know what to say.
What difference is Jesus making in your life right now? Can you see him at work? Can you see him transforming your character so you look more like him? If you can’t see a change in your character from day to day, week to week, year to year there is something wrong. There is a disconnect somewhere. Each day we have to choose, am I going to let Jesus rule my heart and actions, and even my thought life, or am I going to continue being the boss?