1 Corinthians 15:4
“…and that he was buried, and that he was raised on the third day in accordance with the scriptures…” DEVOTION BY Drew Sams
A truth that echoes across the cosmos is condensed into this brief and powerful verse. Paul (who is writing a letter to a gathering of Christians in the first century town of Corinth) reminds them, and us, of this paradigm shifting truth.
Life springs up only if it is first buried in death.
The Hebrew Scriptures (Old Testament) had communicated this recipe for redemption in many ways through many people over thousands of years, and Paul is reminding them and us that “JESUS IS RISEN!”
We see this powerful truth echoed in gardens, meadows, and forests around the world. For a plant, flower, or tree to spring up in life, it must first be buried in death. Think of the imagery of a seed buried in the ground. For a while, you can’t see it, and it gives the illusion that nothing is happening. But, with the right conditions, it breaks free from the ground and springs up as God designed it to.
Every seed planted that springs up from the ground is reflecting the Gospel. The good news is that Jesus was buried and rose again AND that Jesus says we too will be united with Him in new life if we are willing to die to our self-focused ways. INTRODUCTION
My name is Drew Sams and I first was invited to attend Bel Air Church as a college student in 1999. It has been an amazing and unforgettable journey as I now get to serve as senior pastor at the church that led me to accept Jesus as Lord and Savior so many years ago. In addition to being connected to the church as the senior pastor, I have deeply enjoyed being in a couples life group with my wife, Erika, as well as be connected to the vitality of our preschool as Judah graduated from there last year, with Barrett close on his heels. MY MEAL MEMORY
My favorite meal memories have been with Erika, my boys, my sister, brother-in-law, and my parents at their mountain home in Big Bear. Not only are the made-from-scratch meals phenomenally creative and mouth-watering even years later in my memories, but there is a “foraging” activity that I get to do on a regular basis. We hop in my parents Jeep, take the dirt roads into the forest, and we look for dried Manzanita, flowers, and branches with berries that we harvest and bring back home. We then arrange them in what becomes an interwoven canopy through the arms of the iron chandelier above our large dining room table.
As we linger over a long meal reflecting on whatever comes to mind, we are reminded of the gift of food, family, and fellowship with a God who is the true “master of the feast.”
As we venture beyond Lent into the rest of the year, my prayer and hope is that you and I would continue to join Jesus at the table!