The first Christian was a felon.
Not Peter.
Not Paul.
Not your pastor.
A criminal. Hanging on a cross. Hours from death.
He beat everyone to paradise.
Before the disciples figured out the resurrection.
Before Paul got knocked off his horse.
A thief looked at Jesus and said, "Remember me."
And Jesus said, "Today."
The first Christian had no church.
No baptism.
No 6-week membership class.
He had nails in his wrists and six hours to live.
And he's been in paradise for 2,000 years.
Meanwhile.
You've been in church for 20 years.
You can articulate penal substitutionary atonement.
And you're still wondering if that guy who prayed last week really "got it."
The first Christian didn't "get it."
He got HIM.
He didn't understand substitution.
He didn't understand justification by faith alone.
He understood one thing:
The man next to him was a King.
And he wanted in.
"Lord, remember me when thou comest into thy kingdom."
That's the whole conversion.
No altar call.
No follow-up email.
Just a criminal, a King, and a request.
And here's the part that should wreck you:
His theology was WRONG.
"When you come into your kingdom."
He got the timeline completely wrong.
And Jesus saved him anyway.
He didn't correct his eschatology.
Didn't say, "Well actually..."
He just said, "Today."
The first Christian had bad theology and a good King.
Some of you have great theology and no King at all.
You've won every argument.
And you've never once said "remember me" like you meant it.
The first Christian wasn't impressive.
He was desperate.
And desperation got him further than your diploma.
2,000 years of church history.
Councils. Creeds. Confessions.
And the first one through the door was a dying criminal who couldn't even fold his hands.
You scrolling through X right now with your Reformed credentials and your theological hot takes...
The guy who beat you to paradise couldn't read.
He knew one thing:
He was dying.
And so was Jesus.
And Jesus was still a King.
That's faith.
Not a system. A surrender.
Not knowledge. Recognition.
Not performance. Desperation.
The first Christian.
A felon.
A failure.
A man with hours to live and nothing to offer.
And he's been home longer than anyone.
What's your excuse?
@TevinMacharia Dear Lord, I pray for brother Tevin.
Lord, remember brother Tevin. Strengthen him. Guide him. Protect him. Give him wisdom. Give him grace. Open the right doors. Close the wrong ones. And help him remain faithful to You. In Jesus mighty name we pray. Amen!
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