Sacrificial Joy
Life in Christ is eternally secure, but it is never temporally safe. It is not comfortable, predictable, or easy. It is costly. Bonhoeffer was right when he wrote, "When God calls a man, he bids him come and die." Yet this cost is joyfully embraced by those who see Christ as more precious than anything this world offers.
In Philippians 2, Paul paints three portraits of this kind of joyful sacrifice: himself as a father poured out, Timothy as a loyal son, and Epaphroditus as a loving servant. Together, they give us a picture of what it means to live a life of joyful surrender to Christ.
Paul: A Life Poured Out
Paul describes his life in Philippians 2:14-18 as being "poured out like a drink offering." In Old Testament imagery, the drink offering was a small, often overlooked addition poured on top of a larger sacrifice. That’s how Paul saw himself—not the main event, just a final flourish in God’s greater work.
This wasn’t poetic flair. Paul was facing the real prospect of death. But he didn’t speak of it with dread. He used the language of worship. "Even if I am to be poured out… I am glad and rejoice with you all."
This joyful self-giving echoes the words of missionary martyr Jim Elliott: "He is no fool who gives what he cannot keep to gain what he cannot lose."
Suffering, in this view, is not accidental. It’s not even a detour. It’s part of the road. As John Piper writes, "All suffering that comes in the path of obedience is suffering with Christ and for Christ."
Paul wasn’t chasing martyrdom for its own sake. He was choosing the promised land over the wilderness. Choosing obedience over comfort. Choosing eternal joy over temporary ease. And he found joy in being spent for others.
This is the foundation of Christian leadership: to be poured out so that others might live. The fatherly figure who bears burdens, suffers silently, and rejoices in giving, not taking. This is no sentimental vision. It's gritty, costly, and glorious.
Timothy: A Loyal Son
In verses 19-24, Paul turns to Timothy, his "true son in the faith." What made Timothy stand out in a world where "all seek their own interests"? Simple. He didn't.
Timothy was shaped by Paul’s discipleship, not just in doctrine but in character. He had caught Paul’s heart. That’s the goal of discipleship—not just to know what your teacher knows but to value what he values.
This is also the goal of education in the church. We’re not just forming minds. We’re forming hearts that love what is true, good, and beautiful. Hearts that put others before self. Timothy didn’t need to be the center. He didn’t chase a platform. He showed up. He stayed faithful. He embodied what Paul wrote earlier in Philippians 2: to look not only to your own interests, but also to the interests of others.
In a world driven by self-promotion and self-preservation, Timothy offers us a different model: loyal presence, quiet faithfulness, and sacrificial service.
Epaphroditus: A Loving Servant
Then there's Epaphroditus, introduced in verses 25-30. He isn’t as well-known as Paul or Timothy, but Paul uses the richest language to describe him: brother, fellow worker, fellow soldier, messenger, and minister.
That last word—leitourgos—meant someone who served at their own expense. Epaphroditus wasn't in it for gain. He gave until it nearly killed him. He risked his life to complete what others couldn’t.
And when he fell sick, what distressed him wasn’t his own suffering but the thought that others were worried about him. That word "distressed" is used only one other time in Scripture: of Jesus in Gethsemane. This was no mild worry. It was soul-deep anguish. Epaphroditus carried the suffering of others in his own heart. He bore it willingly.
His story is what some have called the "martyrdom of service." Not persecution, not the arena, but the daily grind of love. Like the Irish idea of martyrdoms—red for bloodshed, white for purity, green for labor and hardship—Epaphroditus models the green martyrdom: the slow death of self in the service of Christ.
What Kind of Suffering?
Sometimes we think only persecution counts as "real" Christian suffering. But Piper reminds us: "All suffering in the path of Christian obedience is suffering with Christ and for Christ. Whether it's cancer or conflict, a car crash or criticism, if it comes while walking in obedience, it's part of the cost of discipleship. It doesn’t matter if it comes from enzymes or enemies. The real test is whether we remain faithful. Do we trust God’s goodness? Do we keep following Christ? If so, our suffering becomes a testimony to the worth of Christ."
This view dignifies all kinds of suffering. The mother losing sleep for her child. The pastor praying alone for his wandering sheep. The teacher showing up when no one says thank you. If it’s done in faith and obedience, it counts. It matters.
A Life Shaped by the Cross
Sometimes the idea of dying to self for Christ and others feels overwhelming. A bridge too far. We hit limits we didn’t know we had.
But we come back to Christ, the servant of servants. The one who didn’t just teach sacrifice but lived it. He is not just our example. He is our source. His life in us makes obedience possible. His beauty makes it desirable.
As John Stott once said, "The only God I can believe in is the one Nietzsche ridiculed as ‘the god on the cross.’"
At the cross, we see both the cost and the joy of sacrifice. We see that death leads to life. Suffering leads to glory. And service is not a burden, but a privilege.
The Prayer of the Steadfast
We close with a prayer from Thomas Aquinas:
Give me, O Lord, a steadfast heart, which no unworthy affection may drag downwards; give me an unconquered heart, which no tribulation can wear out; give me an upright heart, which no unworthy purpose may tempt aside. Bestow on me also, O Lord my God, understanding to know Thee, diligence to seek Thee, wisdom to find Thee, and a faithfulness that may finally embrace Thee. Amen.
This is what joyful sacrifice looks like: Paul the father, Timothy the son, Epaphroditus the servant. All of them echo Christ, who gave himself in love.
May we walk the same road, with joy.