Luke 23:42-43 Then he said, “Jesus, remember me when you come into your kingdom.”
Jesus answered him, “Truly I tell you, today you will be with me in paradise.”
There are so many sweet, deeply meaningful things recorded in the Bible! This one incident destroys all the performance-based theories of salvation. When it is physically possible, baptism is a very meaningful act of submission and obedience, but that wasn’t possible for this man. He didn’t follow any formal “confession of faith,” but his words certainly displayed his faith. That he would speak of “your kingdom” to a man who was literally nailed to a cross is an amazing demonstration of faith, and Jesus accepted it as such. We set up rigid systems and organizations, but God is interested in our hearts, and He sees them better than we do ourselves. This man, nameless to this day, had confessed his guilt, that he deserved death, and he spoke to Jesus with faith that had to be a gift from God, just as God had revealed to Peter that Jesus was indeed the Christ. (Matthew 16:16-17) When we set up test points to decide whether someone is saved, we are putting ourselves above God. We can’t save anyone, even ourselves, but God can save anyone He likes, and He chooses to do so by grace through faith. (Ephesians 2:8-9) This man didn’t fit any human standard, stripped naked and nailed to a cross for being a thief and murderer, but he believed, against all logic, that Jesus was who He said He was, and he asked for Jesus’ mercy. That was enough, and we must never forget it.
I have struggled with this issue from many angles all my life. I grew up knowing about Jesus, and I proclaimed my love for Him at five, committing myself to baptism at 7 and then drifting off into spiritual pride, occasionally having moments of communion with Him but generally feeling like I could go it alone. Was I living as a disciple? No. Was I saved? Yes. I was 24 when the Lord tapped me on the shoulder and, when I turned, showed me a mirror to see the state of my soul, just for an instant. I was devastated, and fell to the floor in abject repentance. The experience was so moving that I requested, and received, baptism a second time. Was that necessary? I don’t think so, but it didn’t hurt! Since then I have dealt with many people who had an “iffy” relationship with organized religion, but whom I cannot say were not saved. I can only speak the truth to people in love and then entrust them to my merciful Lord. There is a man I will see today that, were he to die suddenly, I would tend to think he was with Jesus, but he hasn’t yet made a formal “confession of faith.” I pray that day will come soon, and I look forward to “dunking” him, but his salvation is in God’s hands. I am by no means a savior, but I can be an instrument of God’s salvation, and that is my great desire.
Father, thank You for this reminder on Good Friday. I pray that I would stay open to You and Your Spirit throughout today, so that You may speak and act through me to draw others to Your salvation, for Your glory. Thank You. Hallelujah!