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"Chosen Garment" turns Scripture into a breathtaking epic about the lengths to which God has gone to choose us as His own, highlighted by the garments of the patriarch, prophet and king. It comes to a climax in the Chosen Garment of Christ laid on our shoulders. In this dramatic live presentation Steven takes people on a whirlwind tour through the Bible that’s both humorous and deeply moving. Two Hebrew slaves in the mud pits of Egypt argue the merits of the man plucked out of the Nile like a dead fish. Moses had to learn extraordinary patience as he taught his unruly flock of sheep what it means to be God's special possession. He had to keep reminding them that El Shaddai still promising, still calling out: Love me with all your heart and soul and might Just as I love you and will stand watch in the sky A sentry cloud by day and a pillar of fire by night Guarding my portion forever, the apple of my eye. An indignant prophet Elijah tosses aside Ahab's royal robe as he tells the stubborn king that a coming drought means God is going on strike. A Pharisee spy mocks the Capernaum crowd fawning over this Galilean nail-pounder. One of the chosen clan leaders of Israel interrogates one of the chief whiners among those wandering the wilderness: You were specifically overheard saying, “It was better back in Egypt. At least we had leeks and onions. No, no. What I said was, It was wetter, wetter back in Egypt. Yeah. By the Nile. Muddy. But here you've got wonderful dry heat in the desert. And I didn't say leaks and onions. I said we had weeks of bunions. Bad foot problems, yea, big bunions in rainy season, those weeks when it’s wetter, back in Egypt. Weeks of bunions. The children of Israel begin to look enviously at the robe of a monarch. They demand a king, like everybody else. Saul ascends the throne. The affairs of state weigh on my broad shoulders you understand Being the king of Israel, I must have all under my command. Oh I know there are strange rumors flying about of late That the prophet Samuel is looking for another candidate That he's chosen some shepherd boy, with a psalmist's heart But I'm tall dark and handsome, at least look the part. Solomon felt the honor of the Chosen Garment at first. But after all the nations came seeking his wisdom, King Solomon's choosing became divided. He split his time between composing wonderful proverbs and acquiring heathen women by the dozen. People curse a man who simply hoards his gain More desirable than great riches is a good name. But I'm the king and require royal ladies to comfort my slumbers. I'll aim at 700 wives, I've always liked nice, round numbers.< Quarrelsome women are like a constant dripping on a rainy day Restraining them is like trying to hold the wind at bay Better is a dry crust of bread with a little peace and quiet Than a house full of feasting and this constant female riot. Israel developed something of a tic: compulsive bowing syndrome. It's like they never met an idol they didn’t like. But still God wanted them to be his chosen. So he would send prophets to convey his most passionate appeals, prophets like Elijah. You've abandoned God's covenant to do whatever you like So I have come to tell you, God is going on strike. Not a spot of dew, not a drop of rain will fall on this land Until you repent and submit to the Sovereign Lord's command. God kept appealing through his prophets, but they just wouldn't come back to the One and Only. In the end, all the garments were lost and the covenant shattered. So no one could have guessed that these garments would reappear spectacularly, in a most unlikely place--the sleepy Galilean town of Capernaum. One of the spies of the Pharisees arrives to check things out. How do people fall for this stuff? He was formally introduced by a man who ate locusts. This doesn't bother anyone?! He attracts lepers like flies. The pooled intelligence of His entire inner circle is enough maybe to sort fish on the banks of Galilee. And then he claims to make the deaf hear, the blind see, the paralyzed walk, unclean spirits flee with their tails between their legs. One day there was a special on lepers; he was healing ten at a time. Who's going to believe this!? When Jesus puts on his garment it seems to spread out magically and make room for others to come inside, room for all kinds of people. Come to Me, come on in. The burdened and the yearning, the broken and the bound. I want you, wild man of Gerasene, dragging a broken chain There's a disciple in there somewhere. What's your real name I choose you woman at the well, fresh out of husbands, having a little fling You're not too dried up for living water welling up like a spring. I choose you feisty street urchin, following me around with that silly grin. See them bickering about the kingdom? You'll be the first one in. Jesus kept spreading out His magical garment, until one day they ripped it from His shoulders and tossed dice for the seamless garment. It wasn't until sometime later that anyone grasped what this garment was all about. We would never have guessed who made the discovery. Sanhedrin Saul belonged to a group that took their garments very seriously. Jesus once accused them of loving to parade in their dignified robes, their righteous appearances. Imagine if you will the main event at the Sanhedrin, a Pharisee fashion show. Shun that Gentile in style; give that leper wide berth; make sure unclean remain unseen---while sporting this nifty ensemble that says, I can recite the entire book of Deuteronomy---backwards. Saul, the Pharisee of Pharisees began his career as a persecutor. But God knocked him off his high horse on the way to Damascus and this hopeless fanatic became the first to grasp the meaning of the Garment. The Father accepting the many through the obedience of One. Substituted for our worst, His Best, the beloved Son. How is it this twisting and writhing turns into an embrace? And this forsaken transgressor becomes an acrobat of grace? Paul carried the garment with him everywhere; he thought he could turn the world upside down with it. And then this patriarch of a new faith did something historic in the name of his sovereign, the Lord Jesus Christ. He turned the garment into a banner, waving it over the ruins of legalism. He tells us that, when we accept this garment, amazing terms of endearment start to come to us from the Father: Beloved children, priceless inheritance--that's God's confession: We are the fragrance of Christ, led in triumphal procession. Given every spiritual blessing in heavenly places. The light of the glory of Christ shines on our faces. After all this time, after all these garments, God finally had someone who chose back. For millennia the Father bent over this dead world trying to resuscitate it with his own heartbeat. And finally, someone felt the pulse of God's choosing. Chosen Garment, a journey through the Bible, that shows all that has gone into the priceless Chosen Garment, Christ's perfect life, offered to each of us.
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