Sunday, July 27, 2014

I Love My Master

I have been meaning to share this story for a LONG time but just hadn't gotten around to it. It is stunning, and a beautiful reflection of how Jesus sets us free to love God and enjoy Him forever.



In the 1800’s, a young Englishman traveled to California in search of gold. He struck it rich after several months of prospecting. On his way home, he stopped in New Orleans. While there, he came upon a crowd of people that was looking in the same direction. It didn’t take long to see why the crowd had gathered. The people had gathered for a slave auction. He heard, “Sold!” just as he joined the crowd. A middle-aged black man was taken away.

A beautiful young black girl was then pushed onto the platform and made to walk around so everyone could see her. The miner heard vile jokes and comments that spoke of evil intentions from those around him. Men were laughing as their eyes remained fixed on this new item for sale. The bidding began. Within a minute, the bids surpassed what most slave owners would pay for a black girl. 

As the bidding continued higher and higher, it was apparent that two men wanted her. In between their bids, they laughed about what they were going to do with her, and how the other one would miss out. The miner stood silent as anger welled up inside of him. One man finally bid a price that was beyond the reach of the other. The girl looked down. The auctioneer called out, “Going once! Going twice!”

Just before the final call, the miner yelled out a price that was exactly twice the previous bid. This amount exceeded the worth of any man. The crowd laughed, thinking that the miner was only joking. The auctioneer motioned for the miner to come and show his money. The miner opened his bag of gold. The auctioneer shook his head in disbelief as he waved the girl over to him.

The girl walked down the steps of the platform until she was eye-to-eye with the miner. She spat straight in his face and said through clenched teeth, “I hate you!” The miner, without a word, wiped his face, paid the auctioneer, took the girl by the hand, and walked away from the still laughing crowd.

He seemed to be looking for something in particular as they walked up one street and down another. He finally stopped in front of a store, though the slave girl did not know what type of store it was. She waited outside as the dirty-faced miner went inside and started talking to an elderly man. She couldn’t make out what they were talking about. At one point, the voices got louder and she overheard the store clerk say, “But it’s the law! It’s the law!” Peering in she saw the miner pull out his bag of gold and pour what was left on the table.

With what seemed like a look of disgust, the clerk picked up the gold and went into a back room. He came out with a piece of paper that both he and the miner signed.

The young girl looked away as the miner came out the door. Stretching out his hand he said to the girl, “Here are your manumission papers. You are free.” The girl did not look up.

He tried again. “Here. These are papers that say you are free. Take them.” “I hate you!” the girl said, refusing to look up. “Why do you make fun of me?!” “No, listen,” he pleaded. “These are your freedom papers. You are a free person.” 

The girl looked at the papers, then looked at him, and looked at the papers once again. “You just bought me...and now, you’re setting me free?”

 “That’s why I bought you. I bought you to set you free.” 

The beautiful young girl fell to her knees in front of the miner, tears streaming down her face.“You bought me to set me free! You bought me to set me free!” she said over and over. 

The miner said nothing.

Clutching his muddy boots, the girl looked up at the miner and said, “All I want to do is to serve you—because you bought me to set me free!”  Brad price, in Romans Bible Commentary: Living by Faith 

I cried the first time I read this story. I see Jesus in this, so clearly. Jesus didn't hang on the cross so we could live for ourselves and white-knuckle our way back to Him when we were feeling guilty. He set us free to really live. It's not about us doing everything we can do, and then leaning into Jesus, but it's about us leaning into Jesus and then letting Him show us how to live. 

This also reminded me of the song "My Master" by Christy Nockels:


When you realize how Jesus has set you free from a life of sin and death, all you want to do is to love and serve Him forever. Like the girl who was bought to be set free, so you have been bought with a price. What does that freedom make you do? 


I love my Master, I will not go free
I take Your name and live in liberty
My life is Yours forever
I'll serve You faithfully
I love my Master, I will not go free



No comments:

Post a Comment