When I think of a sacrifice, the image in my mind is usually an animal, but in some instances, a young woman, brought to an altar, secured, and then sacrificed to some deity.
In my mind, the actual sacrifice is consumed, either by death, fire, or both. The idea of bringing say, a lamb to be sacrificed and then leaving with the same lamb…doesn’t ring as a true sacrifice to me.
The concept of sacrifice is aptly described in its definition: the act of giving something up that you want to keep…biblical sacrifices were to be of pure or unblemished animals for example. Those that would hold the most value are the ones suitable for sacrifice.
When the bible implores us to present ourselves as a “living sacrifice”, the image that came to mind was a person…willingly putting themselves on the altar and staying there until they are consumed!
If you can imagine someone presenting themselves to the Lord, by choice…willingly climbing onto the altar and submitting themselves to whatever process God desires and remaining on the altar, again by choice, until He is satisfied.
The pictures I see of lambs being sacrificed usually include the feet being bound, the mouth muzzled, and the body secured to the altar. This ensures the lamb remains in place during the process of sacrifice is complete.
I think of Jesus, the lamb of God, slain for the sins of the world. On the cross…nailed in place. Armed with the knowledge that He was there willingly, and He remained there until the process was complete.
When I think of a living sacrifice, I think of a person, submitted to God, choosing to lay down their life in exchange for His. They willingly get on the altar, they are bound and secured by choice, by obedience, by faith, and by love. And they remain there, while the process of sacrifice consumes them…their agenda, their ways and means, their strength, their identity, their very life is consumed and replaced by His nature.
Whether that consumption is a crucifixion of the flesh, or being consumed by Holy Ghost fire…exchanging death for new life is not quick, nor easy.
I literally see bands around my wrists that say “choice”, “love”, “obedience”, or “faith”. And while they encompass me, they are not tethered to the altar in any way. Therefore, us living sacrifices get up and leave the altar in much the same way we came.
We allow pain, discomfort, inconvenience, fear, and all their flesh feeding companions call us from the altar of sacrifice. Our desire to end up different is overwhelmed by our disdain for being made different. We want change without being changed.
At the end of every service, we have an “altar call”. God is now calling us to be true living sacrifices. Choosing to come, stay, and be consumed on the altar. Exchanging our life for His, a “win-win” if ever there was one. Be a living sacrifice, choose to be changed, to allow God’s process to work until He is satisfied!








