Hello and Welcome! To set the scene for this topic on boundaries, my focus is on the verse found in Luke 7:39. From the New Living Translation, it reads: When the Pharisee who had invited him saw this, he said to himself, “if this man [Jesus] were a prophet, he would know who is touching him and what kind of woman she is—that she is a sinner.” Keep this in mind as I'll paraphrase this verse later in the post. My hope is you will glean new insights and encouragement!
Back in ancient days, boundary markers were a common and significant sign to anyone who came upon them. These markers were placed by the landowner and designated the boundaries of that land. Moving or removing boundary markers was the equivalent of stealing or theft (Deuteronomy 19:14). As the boundary markers could not be permanently affixed to the ground, respect for the markers was expected.
It was an issue of trust.
We practice this ancient custom in our modern world. Every aspect of our life contains boundaries of some kind whether in sports, business, or personal relationships. A boundary line is established because there is a need. For instance, in sports it has to do with what’s in and what’s out. It’s about the football receiver balancing on tiptoe down the sideline, shifting his weight infield for those ever-precious inches. Or, the Olympic gymnast rapidly tumbling and landing with centimeters to spare at the edge of the mat. It’s about setting limits--go up to the boundary line, but no further. Cross the line and there are consequences.
In our personal relationships we set invisible boundary lines for ourselves and/or for others. The wounded hearts puts into place boundary lines and markers as a protective measure. These lines mark the foundation upon which impenetrable walls are built. Nothing gets past the boundaries.
And if that’s the case, is it really protection? Or, is it a prison? What exactly sparked the need for these boundary lines?
It’s an issue of trust.
Jesus was invited to the dinner, but she was not. They labeled her a sinner and the wounds were deep. What drove her to walk in, uninvited, and make a scene? Tears flowed as she knelt to kiss his feet. What did she hope to gain by going there? Acceptance? Healing? Humbly, she poured the oil on his feet. With love she wiped it away with her hair. And the dinner guests watched. They knew who she was and wondered why Jesus did not.
He set no boundary line that she could not cross. And, she came to him with a trusting, wounded heart. Jesus met her need and she received salvation, freedom, and peace. (paraphrased from Luke 7:36-49, NIV)
There’s no need for boundary lines with Jesus. The day I brought to Him my tears and my wounded heart, I found healing in His presence. That day I rested secure at His feet and found acceptance. The power of Jesus was released creating new boundaries and a secure shelter. My trust in Him and His love for me freed my heart in a way nothing else could. Walls were torn down and markers were no longer required. I found salvation, freedom, and peace. And, so it goes today.
There is wonder and beauty in an intimate relationship with Jesus. It’s like no other. May we be willing to explore the landscape of our heart in search of boundary lines no longer needed. These lines and markers that keep us from Christ-given freedom and peace can be torn down. I was willing and there’s been no regret. There is no need to protect my heart when it’s in the hands of my Savior.
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