For 40 days, Moses met with God on the mountain. During that time, God told Moses in extreme detail how to design, make and put together the Tabernacle – the colors to be used, the materials to be used, how to get the materials to be used and who would do the actual work. This included the details of the content of the incense to be burned on the Altar of Incense and the incense that was to be ground into fine powder and put in front of the Testimony and the Tent of Meeting. God must have impressed this on Moses’ brain because I’m pretty sure he didn’t have a legal pad and pen let alone a laptop to take notes. Yet he was able to oversee the building of the Tabernacle down to the finest detail. The only written notes that we are aware of is what God had given him: “the two tablets of the Testimony, the tablets of stone inscribed by the finger of God.” Exodus 31:18b
Many people today believe that God created the world – at least in some fashion. They believe that he got it going and then stepped aside and that he doesn’t care about the details in our lives. But as I read through the Bible, I keep seeing details… Abraham, you are to leave and go to the land I will show you… Isaac, you are to stay put and not go back… Jacob, I will give you and your descendants the land on which you are lying… Joseph, you will rule over your brothers… Moses, you will lead the people out of slavery and back to the land I have promised them… Here are my plans for you (right down to the number of loops and rings to hold the curtains in place) so you can meet with me in spite of your unholiness… David, I choose you to be king over Israel… Hezekiah, I will rescue you from the armies that surround you… Daniel, I will shut the lion’s mouths so they will not harm you… and on into the New Testament where Jesus touched people and they were healed, he spoke to their emotions, their lifestyles and choices they made, he raised people from the dead, and he spoke new life into people who had no hope. To me, this is a God of detail.
So I wonder… Can I trust God to work out the details in my life? Does he care about what clothes I buy or where I go for vacation? Will he open up a parking space for me or make an opening in traffic when I need to merge? How far does this detail God go?
The more intimate with God I become, the more details in my life I see affected by him… yes, even the detail of my son’s death a month ago. My human nature wants to yell, “Why would you do this to me, God?” But in my soul there is a peace that says, “Yes, I can trust you God, even with this difficult and sad detail in my life because I know that your love for me is still amazing and that you won’t leave me without the help I need to travel on this journey and the hope and knowledge that we will be together again in eternity.”
Our son’s fiancée told us that he would not so much as buy a shirt without seeking God’s wisdom. We know that to be true about him. He cared about justice – will my buying this shirt cause someone else to suffer? Was it made in a ‘sweatshop’ where people are taken advantage of so the wealthy can buy things for less money? Is the company that made this shirt known to be caring and fare or does it hurt people in need? Do I really need this shirt?
Yes, I believe God cares about the details in our lives… and he expects us to care about them too. God’s heart for the poor, the widow, the fatherless, the sick, those who are mourning comes through over and over in Scripture. God expects us to care for those who need to be cared for. He expects us to care about how others are affected by our decisions. He expects us to love others like he loves them – even those we find unlovable. And if we are open to it, he teaches us with his wisdom to see these things and to know how to respond.
Does God care about a parking space? Yes, but not necessarily the way I think he should. If he needs me to meet someone and I won’t be able to if I have to walk a quarter mile to get there, he may open a close space for me. If I need the exercise and/or the fresh air or to see the beauty of his creation or there is someone else I need to meet on the way, he may let me walk the quarter mile.
Yes, I believe God cares about the details. The question is do I and am I open to God’s wisdom to show me what he would like me to see.
Lord, open my eyes to see the details as you see them and to respond to them with your wisdom and love.
Friday, February 25, 2011
Thursday, February 24, 2011
I Am the Lord Their God
“They will know that I am the Lord their God, who brought them out of Egypt so that I might dwell among them. I am the Lord their God.” Exodus 29:46
Moses spent 40 days and 40 nights with the Lord on the mountain. Following that time, he taught the Israelites what God had told him. The Ten Commandments teach us how to live in relationship with God and with each other. The building of the Tabernacle teaches us about our Holy God who is to be honored and respected and praised. It also teaches us about the Christ who was to come. It teaches us about the Mercy Seat, where we can go for confession, forgiveness, and healing and wisdom.
I wonder about the sacrifices of bulls, lambs, goats, doves, grain and wine. What is the significance of these specific animals and foods to be used for burnt offerings? What is the significance of blood on the horns of the altar? It all seems like such a foreign concept to me.
I wonder if the significance of these things was clear to the Israelites at the time or if they were just being obedient to what Moses was telling them God told them to do. As I think about this tribal culture that was dwelling in tents, it occurs to me that when they went to Egypt, they were shepherds. They were given a specific area to settle with their flocks and herds. Staying in Egypt had likely changed them a lot because of the different things available to them there – more luxurious life. As they came out of Egypt, they were once again returning to their tents and herding of animals. Therefore, these animals and the grain and wine would have been their sustenance. It would have been the sign of their wealth. Is it possible God was asking for these specific animals, grain and wine because he was helping them to let go of their trust in what they thought their provision was and to trust him to provide for them?
And I wonder what it is that God would have me bring as a sacrifice to him. What is it in my life that would cause me to place my trust in other places and not in the Lord my God? What is it in my life that would distract me from worshipping the Lord of my life?
Because I am on a journey of grief, I find myself very vulnerable and exposed. What is it God wants me to put on this altar? Is it my ideas and dreams of what the future should hold? Is it my confidence in other human beings to meet my physical and emotional needs? Is it the busy schedules in my life that distract me from worshipping my Lord? Is it my fear of handing these things to God because of my uncertainty of what he will do with them?
When I bring all of these things to the altar, I am released from the hold they have on me. It is just me and God now. My trust is in God alone. God brings me out of my ‘Egypt’ so that I will know that he is God. The amazing thing is that this Holy God wants to dwell among us! His desire is for us to be in relationship with him. My desire is to praise him and live my life in a way that honors and glorifies him. When I finally put on the altar all the things that hinder me, I am free to move forward with God and able to hear his wisdom and plans for me. While there are still some things to do on this earth, his ultimate plan for me is to dwell with him.
“I saw the Holy City, the new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride beautifully dressed for her husband. And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, ‘Now the dwelling of God is with men, and he will live with them. They will be his people, and God himself will be with them and be their God. He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.’” Revelation 21:2-4
Moses spent 40 days and 40 nights with the Lord on the mountain. Following that time, he taught the Israelites what God had told him. The Ten Commandments teach us how to live in relationship with God and with each other. The building of the Tabernacle teaches us about our Holy God who is to be honored and respected and praised. It also teaches us about the Christ who was to come. It teaches us about the Mercy Seat, where we can go for confession, forgiveness, and healing and wisdom.
I wonder about the sacrifices of bulls, lambs, goats, doves, grain and wine. What is the significance of these specific animals and foods to be used for burnt offerings? What is the significance of blood on the horns of the altar? It all seems like such a foreign concept to me.
I wonder if the significance of these things was clear to the Israelites at the time or if they were just being obedient to what Moses was telling them God told them to do. As I think about this tribal culture that was dwelling in tents, it occurs to me that when they went to Egypt, they were shepherds. They were given a specific area to settle with their flocks and herds. Staying in Egypt had likely changed them a lot because of the different things available to them there – more luxurious life. As they came out of Egypt, they were once again returning to their tents and herding of animals. Therefore, these animals and the grain and wine would have been their sustenance. It would have been the sign of their wealth. Is it possible God was asking for these specific animals, grain and wine because he was helping them to let go of their trust in what they thought their provision was and to trust him to provide for them?
And I wonder what it is that God would have me bring as a sacrifice to him. What is it in my life that would cause me to place my trust in other places and not in the Lord my God? What is it in my life that would distract me from worshipping the Lord of my life?
Because I am on a journey of grief, I find myself very vulnerable and exposed. What is it God wants me to put on this altar? Is it my ideas and dreams of what the future should hold? Is it my confidence in other human beings to meet my physical and emotional needs? Is it the busy schedules in my life that distract me from worshipping my Lord? Is it my fear of handing these things to God because of my uncertainty of what he will do with them?
When I bring all of these things to the altar, I am released from the hold they have on me. It is just me and God now. My trust is in God alone. God brings me out of my ‘Egypt’ so that I will know that he is God. The amazing thing is that this Holy God wants to dwell among us! His desire is for us to be in relationship with him. My desire is to praise him and live my life in a way that honors and glorifies him. When I finally put on the altar all the things that hinder me, I am free to move forward with God and able to hear his wisdom and plans for me. While there are still some things to do on this earth, his ultimate plan for me is to dwell with him.
“I saw the Holy City, the new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride beautifully dressed for her husband. And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, ‘Now the dwelling of God is with men, and he will live with them. They will be his people, and God himself will be with them and be their God. He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.’” Revelation 21:2-4
Monday, February 21, 2011
Firstborn Son
“Do not hold back offerings from your granaries or your vats. You must give me the firstborn of your sons.” Exodus 22:29
It’s not a new concept to me. But this morning, it jumped off the page at me and I wondered, what it is that God wants to do with the firstborn? Why was this important to him?
I remember well the birth of our firstborn son. I remember being in awe of God that he would create this new life within me and birth it into this world. I remember a new journey beginning with God – seeing him as a loving parent who loves, nurtures, disciplines, and encourages his children. I knew then that raising a child needed to be done hand-in-hand with God. Our son was a gift from God and we dedicated him to God. We were thrilled when at age 12 he asked to be baptized. We nurtured, watched and encouraged his spiritual journey having long discussions about the heart of God regarding matters in this world.
As I ponder what God has to say about the firstborn in Scripture, I see that it involves birthrights, inheritance, carrying on the family line. The firstborn becomes even more significant in Scripture when the Israelites are freed from slavery in Egypt. The last of the plagues was the angel of death passing over and taking the firstborn of man and animal from the Egyptians. The Israelites were spared because of the Passover lamb they sacrificed and the blood placed on their doorposts – the entrance to their homes. God had told Moses, “When you return to Egypt, see that you perform before Pharaoh all the wonders I have given you the power to do. But I will harden his heart so that he will not let the people go. Then say to Pharaoh, ‘This is what the Lord says: Israel is my firstborn son, and I told you, “Let my son go, so he may worship me.” But you refused to let him go; so I will kill your firstborn son.’” Exodus 4:21-23 And that is what happened.
And then comes the instruction to “Consecrate to me every firstborn male. The first offspring of every womb among the Israelites belongs to me, whether man or animal.” Exodus 13:2 And this is followed by, “Redeem every firstborn among your sons. In days to come, when your son asks you, ‘What does this mean?’ say to him, ‘With a mighty hand the Lord brought us out of Egypt, out of the land of slavery. When Pharaoh stubbornly refused to let us go, the Lord killed every firstborn in Egypt, both man and animal. This is why I sacrifice to the Lord the first male offspring of every womb and redeem each of my firstborn sons.’ And it will be like a sign on your hand and a symbol on your forehead that the Lord brought us out of Egypt with a mighty hand.” Exodus 13:13-16 This became an important part of the old covenant – an important event to commemorate through the years – God’s deliverance from slavery and leading them to the Promised Land.
Zechariah bridges the old and new covenants with his prophecy: “And I will pour out on the house of David and the inhabitants of Jerusalem a spirit of grace and supplication. They will look on me, the one they have pierced, and they will mourn for him as one mourns for an only child, and grieve bitterly for him as one grieves for a firstborn son.” Zechariah 12:10
And then the big event occurred – the one that changed how we relate to God. “And she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.” Luke 2:7 At age 12, Jesus was in the temple, “sitting among the teachers, listening to them and asking questions. Everyone who heard him was amazed at his understanding and his answers.” Luke 2:46-47 Jesus was a young adult when he went to the cross. You could say he was just entering the prime of his life.
Jesus was the “firstborn among many brothers,” Romans 8:29. He was our “Passover Lamb,” I Corinthians 5:7 And he brings us to Mount Zion: “But you have come to Mount Zion, to the heavenly Jerusalem, the city of the living God. You have come to thousands upon thousands of angels in joyful assembly, to the church of the firstborn, whose names are written in heaven. You have come to God, the judge of all men, to the spirits of righteous men made perfect, to Jesus the mediator of a new covenant, and to the sprinkled blood that speaks a better word than the blood of Abel.” Hebrews 12:22-23
The reason the firstborn is so significant in Scripture is that, “God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him.” John 3:16-17
God gave his firstborn Son so that any who receive him would be saved and spend eternity with him. I’m sure that it grieved his heart to do so – it grieves his heart at the need to do so. But his love for us was so great that he was willing to do this. I find myself unable to fully comprehend how great his love is for us.
Our firstborn son was a gift from God, he belonged to God, and we needed to hold him with an open hand – allow him to be used of God according to God’s purposes. And now, tears flow freely as I fall into my loving Father’s arms and understand once again that he knows my grief at losing my firstborn son. But he had purposes for his firstborn Son and he has purposes for my firstborn son – even in their deaths. While his Son’s death and resurrection provided the way for us to come to God: “God made him who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God.” II Corinthians 5:21, our son’s death has and continues to point many to Christ. What joy and celebration in heaven as more of God’s lost children seek him and find him!
No, I don’t believe you have to be a firstborn son to be of use to God, but somehow, I feel a little closer to the heart of God in that we share that grief of losing our firstborn sons to death. And I have this hope and knowledge that death isn’t the end. Jesus rose on the third day and ascended into heaven where he promises that all those who believe in him will join him for eternity. I look forward to joining our firstborn son there soon. And I look forward to seeing God’s firstborn Son face to face and being able to join our son and others who are already there praising and worshiping our Lord and King.
It’s not a new concept to me. But this morning, it jumped off the page at me and I wondered, what it is that God wants to do with the firstborn? Why was this important to him?
I remember well the birth of our firstborn son. I remember being in awe of God that he would create this new life within me and birth it into this world. I remember a new journey beginning with God – seeing him as a loving parent who loves, nurtures, disciplines, and encourages his children. I knew then that raising a child needed to be done hand-in-hand with God. Our son was a gift from God and we dedicated him to God. We were thrilled when at age 12 he asked to be baptized. We nurtured, watched and encouraged his spiritual journey having long discussions about the heart of God regarding matters in this world.
As I ponder what God has to say about the firstborn in Scripture, I see that it involves birthrights, inheritance, carrying on the family line. The firstborn becomes even more significant in Scripture when the Israelites are freed from slavery in Egypt. The last of the plagues was the angel of death passing over and taking the firstborn of man and animal from the Egyptians. The Israelites were spared because of the Passover lamb they sacrificed and the blood placed on their doorposts – the entrance to their homes. God had told Moses, “When you return to Egypt, see that you perform before Pharaoh all the wonders I have given you the power to do. But I will harden his heart so that he will not let the people go. Then say to Pharaoh, ‘This is what the Lord says: Israel is my firstborn son, and I told you, “Let my son go, so he may worship me.” But you refused to let him go; so I will kill your firstborn son.’” Exodus 4:21-23 And that is what happened.
And then comes the instruction to “Consecrate to me every firstborn male. The first offspring of every womb among the Israelites belongs to me, whether man or animal.” Exodus 13:2 And this is followed by, “Redeem every firstborn among your sons. In days to come, when your son asks you, ‘What does this mean?’ say to him, ‘With a mighty hand the Lord brought us out of Egypt, out of the land of slavery. When Pharaoh stubbornly refused to let us go, the Lord killed every firstborn in Egypt, both man and animal. This is why I sacrifice to the Lord the first male offspring of every womb and redeem each of my firstborn sons.’ And it will be like a sign on your hand and a symbol on your forehead that the Lord brought us out of Egypt with a mighty hand.” Exodus 13:13-16 This became an important part of the old covenant – an important event to commemorate through the years – God’s deliverance from slavery and leading them to the Promised Land.
Zechariah bridges the old and new covenants with his prophecy: “And I will pour out on the house of David and the inhabitants of Jerusalem a spirit of grace and supplication. They will look on me, the one they have pierced, and they will mourn for him as one mourns for an only child, and grieve bitterly for him as one grieves for a firstborn son.” Zechariah 12:10
And then the big event occurred – the one that changed how we relate to God. “And she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.” Luke 2:7 At age 12, Jesus was in the temple, “sitting among the teachers, listening to them and asking questions. Everyone who heard him was amazed at his understanding and his answers.” Luke 2:46-47 Jesus was a young adult when he went to the cross. You could say he was just entering the prime of his life.
Jesus was the “firstborn among many brothers,” Romans 8:29. He was our “Passover Lamb,” I Corinthians 5:7 And he brings us to Mount Zion: “But you have come to Mount Zion, to the heavenly Jerusalem, the city of the living God. You have come to thousands upon thousands of angels in joyful assembly, to the church of the firstborn, whose names are written in heaven. You have come to God, the judge of all men, to the spirits of righteous men made perfect, to Jesus the mediator of a new covenant, and to the sprinkled blood that speaks a better word than the blood of Abel.” Hebrews 12:22-23
The reason the firstborn is so significant in Scripture is that, “God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him.” John 3:16-17
God gave his firstborn Son so that any who receive him would be saved and spend eternity with him. I’m sure that it grieved his heart to do so – it grieves his heart at the need to do so. But his love for us was so great that he was willing to do this. I find myself unable to fully comprehend how great his love is for us.
Our firstborn son was a gift from God, he belonged to God, and we needed to hold him with an open hand – allow him to be used of God according to God’s purposes. And now, tears flow freely as I fall into my loving Father’s arms and understand once again that he knows my grief at losing my firstborn son. But he had purposes for his firstborn Son and he has purposes for my firstborn son – even in their deaths. While his Son’s death and resurrection provided the way for us to come to God: “God made him who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God.” II Corinthians 5:21, our son’s death has and continues to point many to Christ. What joy and celebration in heaven as more of God’s lost children seek him and find him!
No, I don’t believe you have to be a firstborn son to be of use to God, but somehow, I feel a little closer to the heart of God in that we share that grief of losing our firstborn sons to death. And I have this hope and knowledge that death isn’t the end. Jesus rose on the third day and ascended into heaven where he promises that all those who believe in him will join him for eternity. I look forward to joining our firstborn son there soon. And I look forward to seeing God’s firstborn Son face to face and being able to join our son and others who are already there praising and worshiping our Lord and King.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Enough is All We Need
It wasn’t long after leaving Egypt that the Israelites began to grumble to Moses. They were remembering the pots of meat and having full stomachs. Somehow, they were forgetting the slavery and edicts to kill all the male babies among them. They were beginning to think about turning around and going back to Egypt.
God had them on a journey to fulfill the Covenant he had with them – giving them the land flowing with milk and honey – he would be their God and they would be his people. But rather than looking ahead to what God was doing with them and for them, they insisted on looking back at what they were leaving behind (with colored glasses on so as not to see the bad, only the good).
God was more than ready for their challenge. He knew he had to get their minds off Egypt so they could move forward to the Promised Land. He needed them to get their eyes on him and know that he was God. He told Moses to tell the people, “At twilight you will eat meat, and in the morning you will be filled with bread. Then you will know that I am the Lord your God.” Exodus 16:12
God provided manna for them, commanding them, “Each one is to gather as much as he needs.” Exodus 16:16 If they gathered too much, it became full of maggots – except on the 6th day. They were to gather enough for two days in order to keep the Sabbath. And on that day, it did not spoil. “The Israelites ate manna forty years, until they came to the land that was settled; they ate manna until they reached the border of Canaan.” Exodus 15:35
I wonder how many times I look back wishing for what was rather than looking ahead to where God is leading me. I’m especially aware of this right now because I keep looking back wanting things to be the same as they were. I don’t want to go forward through my desert of grief over losing our 28-year-old son. I want to go back to where he was alive and well and we could talk and spend time together laughing and enjoying each other’s company. There were so many good things back there. Not that he was an ‘Egypt’. He was a very godly young man – seeking God with all his heart. But why would I want him stuck in his mortal flesh again when he has experienced heaven and being with Jesus in all his glory?
And so I turn and look ahead wondering where the Lord is leading me. I don’t know what my future will look like. It will be different from what I thought it would look like. Sometimes I become very anxious with not knowing. But one thing I trust and that is that my God will supply the ‘manna’ I need each day. I don’t need to be greedy and try to store up for the next day because just as he provided today, he will provide tomorrow and the next day and the next. My responsibility is to gather what he has put before me – just enough for today. And as long as I need it, he will provide for me – even if it is 40 years.
What does this ‘manna’ look like? Unlike the manna of the Israelites that was the same day after day, the ‘manna’ I receive is different. It is mostly found in my quiet time with God as he whispers his love and compassion into my soul through his words preserved in Scripture. But it is also the prayers of others, the cards, the reminders of God’s promises, the meal brought in on the day I’m too tired to prepare one, the hug I desperately need, the grace people have with me when I’m slow getting things done, and the peace and joy found in watching a sunset or a daffodil emerging from the soil or the birds eating the seeds put out for them in the snow.
God is reminding me each day, “I am the Lord your God…I will provide enough for you each day whatever your need is that day. You do not need to go on this journey alone. I am with you every step of the way.” And somehow, I believe God has special things planned if I’m willing to stick with him.
Thank you, Lord, for your provision for me for today. I choose to trust you with today and with my future. Thank you for those who have become part of your plan to provide for me. Thank you for going before me and leading the way. I love you, Lord. Amen
God had them on a journey to fulfill the Covenant he had with them – giving them the land flowing with milk and honey – he would be their God and they would be his people. But rather than looking ahead to what God was doing with them and for them, they insisted on looking back at what they were leaving behind (with colored glasses on so as not to see the bad, only the good).
God was more than ready for their challenge. He knew he had to get their minds off Egypt so they could move forward to the Promised Land. He needed them to get their eyes on him and know that he was God. He told Moses to tell the people, “At twilight you will eat meat, and in the morning you will be filled with bread. Then you will know that I am the Lord your God.” Exodus 16:12
God provided manna for them, commanding them, “Each one is to gather as much as he needs.” Exodus 16:16 If they gathered too much, it became full of maggots – except on the 6th day. They were to gather enough for two days in order to keep the Sabbath. And on that day, it did not spoil. “The Israelites ate manna forty years, until they came to the land that was settled; they ate manna until they reached the border of Canaan.” Exodus 15:35
I wonder how many times I look back wishing for what was rather than looking ahead to where God is leading me. I’m especially aware of this right now because I keep looking back wanting things to be the same as they were. I don’t want to go forward through my desert of grief over losing our 28-year-old son. I want to go back to where he was alive and well and we could talk and spend time together laughing and enjoying each other’s company. There were so many good things back there. Not that he was an ‘Egypt’. He was a very godly young man – seeking God with all his heart. But why would I want him stuck in his mortal flesh again when he has experienced heaven and being with Jesus in all his glory?
And so I turn and look ahead wondering where the Lord is leading me. I don’t know what my future will look like. It will be different from what I thought it would look like. Sometimes I become very anxious with not knowing. But one thing I trust and that is that my God will supply the ‘manna’ I need each day. I don’t need to be greedy and try to store up for the next day because just as he provided today, he will provide tomorrow and the next day and the next. My responsibility is to gather what he has put before me – just enough for today. And as long as I need it, he will provide for me – even if it is 40 years.
What does this ‘manna’ look like? Unlike the manna of the Israelites that was the same day after day, the ‘manna’ I receive is different. It is mostly found in my quiet time with God as he whispers his love and compassion into my soul through his words preserved in Scripture. But it is also the prayers of others, the cards, the reminders of God’s promises, the meal brought in on the day I’m too tired to prepare one, the hug I desperately need, the grace people have with me when I’m slow getting things done, and the peace and joy found in watching a sunset or a daffodil emerging from the soil or the birds eating the seeds put out for them in the snow.
God is reminding me each day, “I am the Lord your God…I will provide enough for you each day whatever your need is that day. You do not need to go on this journey alone. I am with you every step of the way.” And somehow, I believe God has special things planned if I’m willing to stick with him.
Thank you, Lord, for your provision for me for today. I choose to trust you with today and with my future. Thank you for those who have become part of your plan to provide for me. Thank you for going before me and leading the way. I love you, Lord. Amen
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Awesome in Glory
“Who among the gods is like you, O Lord? Who is like you – majestic in holiness, awesome in glory, working wonders? … In your unfailing love you will lead the people you have redeemed. In your strength you will guide them to your holy dwelling… You will bring them in and plant them on the mountain of your inheritance, the place, O Lord, you made for your dwelling, the sanctuary, O Lord, your hands established. The Lord will reign for ever and ever.” Exodus 15:11, 13, 17-18
Some friends are concerned that I am not grieving enough. They believe I should be angry with God because our 28-year-old son died. Of course my heart aches at not seeing his smile, hearing his gregarious laughter, or receiving and giving those bear hugs anymore in this life. There are times when my heart is overwhelmed by grief. But it is my sorrow for myself – my missing him. He has been an important part of my life on this earth. There are many habits tied up in those memories… wanting to buy a favorite food at the grocery store, wanting to make a special meal that he really likes, longing to discuss an idea from a book I just read, enjoying a photograph he took… And there are memories we were looking forward to making with him and his lovely bride to be, vacations together, possibly grandchildren down the road...
But I cannot be angry with God. It was Eve that took the fruit from the tree that led to sin and death entering this world. And if it hadn’t been her, it would have been the next person. We all have this idea we want to be our own god and make our own choices. When we think we know better than God how something should be and choose our way, we are committing the same sin Eve did in taking the fruit. We are being disobedient to the God of all creation. But God, loving us so much and knowing we would make that choice, made a way for us to be back in right relationship with him making him Lord of our lives. He has prepared a glorious place for us when we are done in this world and we know our son is in that glorious place. It won’t be long until we will be together again in the presence of Jesus, singing praises to the Lord of all.
We grieve but not as the world grieves. “Brothers, we do not want you to be ignorant about those who fall asleep, or to grieve like the rest of the men, who have no hope. We believe that Jesus died and rose again and so we believe that God will bring with Jesus those who have fallen asleep in him… Therefore, encourage each other with these words.” I Thessalonians 4:13-14, 18
The source of my joy is my Salvation in Jesus Christ. It is knowing that he is with me every day and that I will spend eternity with my Lord and Savior. And now I look forward even more to that day because Andrew is waiting for us there. It seems the veil between life and death has gotten thinner for me. Death has lost its sting because it is merely a passage from this world to the next – not an end. Jesus taught us that and showed us that in his death and resurrection. That reality is stronger than ever for me.
God did not change because my circumstances have changed.“Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever.” Hebrews 13:8 If God was awesome January 23, 2011, before our son died, he was just as awesome January 24 and January 25 and February 16, 2011, after our son died. The same God that loved me before Andrew’s death still loves me and carries me tenderly through this difficult circumstance in my life. In fact, his love has become even more obvious to me as he gently leads me through this valley. I truly believe that God will not take us where he has not gone before us and prepared the way.
Most mothers share two worst fears: losing their spouse and losing a child. I was no exception. Significant separation anxiety was a normal part of my life. God patiently taught and nurtured me year by year and especially for the last 10-15 years has consistently placed people and circumstances in my life to help me deal with my mortality and the mortality of my family and increase my faith and trust in him. In fact a few weeks before our son’s death, I felt God say to me, “I think you are ready. Your trust of me has grown to the point that you could deal with significant loss and still trust my love for you.” I responded with, “Maybe, but I don’t want to try it out.” I always wanted the growth in faith that I saw in people who went through hard times, but didn’t want to go through the hard times to get there.
God in his going before us provided us with many delightful experiences to lessen the blow of losing our son. He tenderly prepared us and has continued to walk with us every step of the way.
Though Andrew lived in another state (12 hours of driving away), using a short Thanksgiving break (Thursday through Sunday), our son made sure he spent time with family and friends as he and his fiancé made a quick about 1,800-mile tour to spend time with her family, his grandparents and great aunt, his parents, friends in two different states, and got back home safely, exhausted but happy. This has become part of our son’s finishing his life on this earth well. He valued family and friends and was, in a way, able to say good-bye. God blessed us with a special sweet memory to hold on to.
A change in plans added two days on to our time spent with Andrew in his apartment from December 24-January 3. We always enjoyed time with him, but these days were especially sweet, filled with good family time, laughter, friends, Christmas joy, and special gifts with meaning. We returned home filled with joy and contentment because of that special time together. Again, this was part of Andrew’s finishing life on this earth well. He valued family and enjoyed spending time together – another sweet memory to hold on to - a special gift of extended time together.
The day prior to his death, Andrew called home and we talked over an hour on the telephone. Conversations with him were always a delight. He and I enjoyed ‘rabbit trailing’ and wandered through many topics, just enjoying each other and loving the sound of each other’s voices. One of the topics was his new Honda Insight. He was telling me how it had a long blind spot, but he figured out how to set the mirrors to eliminate the blind spot all together. He went into great detail about it. How did he know that in just a couple of days I would need to drive his car in heavy Atlanta traffic and would need to know how to set the mirrors to help me? We lingered in our conversation, not wanting to say good-bye. Did our spirits within us know that this would be our last conversation on this earth? Another sweet memory to hold on to – this one with a special detail only God would have known I’d need.
While we were still trying to breathe and wrap our brains around what was happening, family members stepped in and began to carry the ‘detail’ load that we could not think clearly enough to handle. They ordered plane tickets for us and told us when and where to get on the plane. They made lists of things we needed to do and people we needed to speak to including phone numbers to help us stay on track. They chauffeured us through heavy city traffic to appointments with a lawyer, funeral home, medical examiner office, etc. They made sure we were fed, had a place to sleep, and shared memories and cried with us. God provided family to care for us.
Our son’s fiancé and her family were able to be with us the entire week and we cried together, supported each other with many hugs and assurances, and planned how to care for the body and how to honor his wishes with a memorial service of praise and worship and God’s message of hope and salvation shared with all who would come. While we were beginning to develop relationship with the family, that week bonded us for life. God gave us each other to walk through this valley together. We are not alone.
Friends in the state where we chose to bury our son took over the details of the memorial service, making phone calls, designing and printing programs, getting others involved with preparing and serving a meal following the service, parking details, etc. They walked us through the planning as we chose who would speak, sing, lead songs, etc. How precious these friends were as they housed and fed us and walked with us through one of the hardest days of our lives. God provided friends to care for us.
Andrew had written a paper for a college class entitled, “Plans for My Funeral.” One of the things stressed in that paper was that he wanted those who knew his God and Savior to celebrate with him that he was enjoying eternity in heaven. He also wanted to make sure that people heard the Gospel and for any who were not saved, he was asking them to give their hearts and lives to Jesus so they could join him in his eternal home. God led so that about 800 people through 4 separate memorial services heard this message. A video made for extended family who could not be at the service will continue to share this message. God in his infinite wisdom had a plan to honor our son’s request – more than we could imagine!
Andrew had a tender heart for those the world tends to see as problems or of no value. He took up their cause and tried to give them a ‘leg up’ whenever he could. His job was helping jobless people get back into the job market by training and giving them experience. He spent volunteer hours helping homeless people through organizations that feed and care for the homeless. In memory of his tender heart toward those in need, we asked that people send money to one of several shelters rather than flowers. Money continues to come in that we are aware of and there may be more that we are not aware of yet. God is helping those our son would have helped should he still be living.
Yes, God has tenderly held our hearts and souls close to him as he walks with us through this valley of the shadow of death. He has assured us our son is in a better place where we will soon join him. Life is but a breath. Eternity is forever. We believe Andrew is dancing with the angels, playing his drums and singing praises to the one he served while here on this earth. He is in the most joyful place of all. His life and his death have served his Lord and King well.
Yes, our God is an amazing God – worthy of our praise even as we grieve! Lord, keep my eyes open to see your mighty outstretched arm reaching down and tenderly touching our lives with your deep love.
Well done, Andrew. Enjoy your eternal rest with Jesus. We’ll see you soon.
Some friends are concerned that I am not grieving enough. They believe I should be angry with God because our 28-year-old son died. Of course my heart aches at not seeing his smile, hearing his gregarious laughter, or receiving and giving those bear hugs anymore in this life. There are times when my heart is overwhelmed by grief. But it is my sorrow for myself – my missing him. He has been an important part of my life on this earth. There are many habits tied up in those memories… wanting to buy a favorite food at the grocery store, wanting to make a special meal that he really likes, longing to discuss an idea from a book I just read, enjoying a photograph he took… And there are memories we were looking forward to making with him and his lovely bride to be, vacations together, possibly grandchildren down the road...
But I cannot be angry with God. It was Eve that took the fruit from the tree that led to sin and death entering this world. And if it hadn’t been her, it would have been the next person. We all have this idea we want to be our own god and make our own choices. When we think we know better than God how something should be and choose our way, we are committing the same sin Eve did in taking the fruit. We are being disobedient to the God of all creation. But God, loving us so much and knowing we would make that choice, made a way for us to be back in right relationship with him making him Lord of our lives. He has prepared a glorious place for us when we are done in this world and we know our son is in that glorious place. It won’t be long until we will be together again in the presence of Jesus, singing praises to the Lord of all.
We grieve but not as the world grieves. “Brothers, we do not want you to be ignorant about those who fall asleep, or to grieve like the rest of the men, who have no hope. We believe that Jesus died and rose again and so we believe that God will bring with Jesus those who have fallen asleep in him… Therefore, encourage each other with these words.” I Thessalonians 4:13-14, 18
The source of my joy is my Salvation in Jesus Christ. It is knowing that he is with me every day and that I will spend eternity with my Lord and Savior. And now I look forward even more to that day because Andrew is waiting for us there. It seems the veil between life and death has gotten thinner for me. Death has lost its sting because it is merely a passage from this world to the next – not an end. Jesus taught us that and showed us that in his death and resurrection. That reality is stronger than ever for me.
God did not change because my circumstances have changed.“Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever.” Hebrews 13:8 If God was awesome January 23, 2011, before our son died, he was just as awesome January 24 and January 25 and February 16, 2011, after our son died. The same God that loved me before Andrew’s death still loves me and carries me tenderly through this difficult circumstance in my life. In fact, his love has become even more obvious to me as he gently leads me through this valley. I truly believe that God will not take us where he has not gone before us and prepared the way.
Most mothers share two worst fears: losing their spouse and losing a child. I was no exception. Significant separation anxiety was a normal part of my life. God patiently taught and nurtured me year by year and especially for the last 10-15 years has consistently placed people and circumstances in my life to help me deal with my mortality and the mortality of my family and increase my faith and trust in him. In fact a few weeks before our son’s death, I felt God say to me, “I think you are ready. Your trust of me has grown to the point that you could deal with significant loss and still trust my love for you.” I responded with, “Maybe, but I don’t want to try it out.” I always wanted the growth in faith that I saw in people who went through hard times, but didn’t want to go through the hard times to get there.
God in his going before us provided us with many delightful experiences to lessen the blow of losing our son. He tenderly prepared us and has continued to walk with us every step of the way.
Though Andrew lived in another state (12 hours of driving away), using a short Thanksgiving break (Thursday through Sunday), our son made sure he spent time with family and friends as he and his fiancé made a quick about 1,800-mile tour to spend time with her family, his grandparents and great aunt, his parents, friends in two different states, and got back home safely, exhausted but happy. This has become part of our son’s finishing his life on this earth well. He valued family and friends and was, in a way, able to say good-bye. God blessed us with a special sweet memory to hold on to.
A change in plans added two days on to our time spent with Andrew in his apartment from December 24-January 3. We always enjoyed time with him, but these days were especially sweet, filled with good family time, laughter, friends, Christmas joy, and special gifts with meaning. We returned home filled with joy and contentment because of that special time together. Again, this was part of Andrew’s finishing life on this earth well. He valued family and enjoyed spending time together – another sweet memory to hold on to - a special gift of extended time together.
The day prior to his death, Andrew called home and we talked over an hour on the telephone. Conversations with him were always a delight. He and I enjoyed ‘rabbit trailing’ and wandered through many topics, just enjoying each other and loving the sound of each other’s voices. One of the topics was his new Honda Insight. He was telling me how it had a long blind spot, but he figured out how to set the mirrors to eliminate the blind spot all together. He went into great detail about it. How did he know that in just a couple of days I would need to drive his car in heavy Atlanta traffic and would need to know how to set the mirrors to help me? We lingered in our conversation, not wanting to say good-bye. Did our spirits within us know that this would be our last conversation on this earth? Another sweet memory to hold on to – this one with a special detail only God would have known I’d need.
While we were still trying to breathe and wrap our brains around what was happening, family members stepped in and began to carry the ‘detail’ load that we could not think clearly enough to handle. They ordered plane tickets for us and told us when and where to get on the plane. They made lists of things we needed to do and people we needed to speak to including phone numbers to help us stay on track. They chauffeured us through heavy city traffic to appointments with a lawyer, funeral home, medical examiner office, etc. They made sure we were fed, had a place to sleep, and shared memories and cried with us. God provided family to care for us.
Our son’s fiancé and her family were able to be with us the entire week and we cried together, supported each other with many hugs and assurances, and planned how to care for the body and how to honor his wishes with a memorial service of praise and worship and God’s message of hope and salvation shared with all who would come. While we were beginning to develop relationship with the family, that week bonded us for life. God gave us each other to walk through this valley together. We are not alone.
Friends in the state where we chose to bury our son took over the details of the memorial service, making phone calls, designing and printing programs, getting others involved with preparing and serving a meal following the service, parking details, etc. They walked us through the planning as we chose who would speak, sing, lead songs, etc. How precious these friends were as they housed and fed us and walked with us through one of the hardest days of our lives. God provided friends to care for us.
Andrew had written a paper for a college class entitled, “Plans for My Funeral.” One of the things stressed in that paper was that he wanted those who knew his God and Savior to celebrate with him that he was enjoying eternity in heaven. He also wanted to make sure that people heard the Gospel and for any who were not saved, he was asking them to give their hearts and lives to Jesus so they could join him in his eternal home. God led so that about 800 people through 4 separate memorial services heard this message. A video made for extended family who could not be at the service will continue to share this message. God in his infinite wisdom had a plan to honor our son’s request – more than we could imagine!
Andrew had a tender heart for those the world tends to see as problems or of no value. He took up their cause and tried to give them a ‘leg up’ whenever he could. His job was helping jobless people get back into the job market by training and giving them experience. He spent volunteer hours helping homeless people through organizations that feed and care for the homeless. In memory of his tender heart toward those in need, we asked that people send money to one of several shelters rather than flowers. Money continues to come in that we are aware of and there may be more that we are not aware of yet. God is helping those our son would have helped should he still be living.
Yes, God has tenderly held our hearts and souls close to him as he walks with us through this valley of the shadow of death. He has assured us our son is in a better place where we will soon join him. Life is but a breath. Eternity is forever. We believe Andrew is dancing with the angels, playing his drums and singing praises to the one he served while here on this earth. He is in the most joyful place of all. His life and his death have served his Lord and King well.
Yes, our God is an amazing God – worthy of our praise even as we grieve! Lord, keep my eyes open to see your mighty outstretched arm reaching down and tenderly touching our lives with your deep love.
Well done, Andrew. Enjoy your eternal rest with Jesus. We’ll see you soon.
Monday, February 14, 2011
Be Still
The Israelites were in a tough spot – a sea on one side and one of the best, if not the best, armies in the world on the other. Pharaoh took all his ‘super’ chariots (600 of them) plus all his other chariots, horses and horsemen and troops and pursued the Israelites. Could it appear any more bleak for the Israelites? They were losing confidence in Moses and his God – their God – pretty fast. They even thought slavery in Egypt looked better than what was obviously coming – dying in the desert.
Moses encouraged the people, “Do not be afraid. Stand firm and you will see the Deliverance the Lord will bring you today… The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still.” Exodus 14:13-14
God parted the sea, dried up the ground with his wind and sent the Israelites across while, “The angel of God, who had been traveling in front of Israel’s army, withdrew and went behind them. The pillar of cloud also moved from in front and stood behind them, coming between the armies of Egypt and Israel.” Exodus 14:19 As the Egyptians pursued them, “The Lord looked down from the pillar of fire and cloud at the Egyptian army and threw it into confusion. He made the wheels of their chariots come off so that they had difficulty driving… the Lord swept them into the sea… not one of them survived.” Exodus 14:24-25; 27-28
Sometimes, the circumstances I face in this world seem like a sea on one side and a vast army on the other. I think I need to fight with all my might even though I know I will lose. Then I hear God’s voice, “You need only to be still… The Lord will fight for you.”
When the sea of grief overwhelms me, God is my strength. I trust him to knock the wheels off of the fears that pursue me and drown the armies of discouragement that want to take me down. I see God standing between me and my circumstances, protecting me and guiding me out to the other side while disabling and drowning my enemy.
Today I choose to put my trust in the God that loves me, guides me and goes before me and behind me. He is the “Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.” Revelation 22:13 He knows the way out and I will follow him.
Moses encouraged the people, “Do not be afraid. Stand firm and you will see the Deliverance the Lord will bring you today… The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still.” Exodus 14:13-14
God parted the sea, dried up the ground with his wind and sent the Israelites across while, “The angel of God, who had been traveling in front of Israel’s army, withdrew and went behind them. The pillar of cloud also moved from in front and stood behind them, coming between the armies of Egypt and Israel.” Exodus 14:19 As the Egyptians pursued them, “The Lord looked down from the pillar of fire and cloud at the Egyptian army and threw it into confusion. He made the wheels of their chariots come off so that they had difficulty driving… the Lord swept them into the sea… not one of them survived.” Exodus 14:24-25; 27-28
Sometimes, the circumstances I face in this world seem like a sea on one side and a vast army on the other. I think I need to fight with all my might even though I know I will lose. Then I hear God’s voice, “You need only to be still… The Lord will fight for you.”
When the sea of grief overwhelms me, God is my strength. I trust him to knock the wheels off of the fears that pursue me and drown the armies of discouragement that want to take me down. I see God standing between me and my circumstances, protecting me and guiding me out to the other side while disabling and drowning my enemy.
Today I choose to put my trust in the God that loves me, guides me and goes before me and behind me. He is the “Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.” Revelation 22:13 He knows the way out and I will follow him.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Is God Working or Just Toying with Egypt?
They say if you put a frog in cold water in a pan on the stove and start heating the water, the frog will not jump out. You can take it all the way to boiling and the frog stays there because it is not aware of the change or the danger. I wonder if the Israelites weren’t a bit like that in Egypt… they were losing their relationship with God and getting into the Egyptian culture. It was getting close to boiling and they still weren’t jumping out. They weren’t noticing that they lost their interest in the Covenant with God.
Amazingly, they were even so comfortable in that culture, they didn’t seem to mind being enslaved by it. They just worked hard and kept enjoying the ‘good things’ in Egypt.
After Moses met with Pharaoh and requested they be allowed to go sacrifice, Pharaoh made life even more miserable for them by requiring them to make the same number of bricks without straw provided. They had to gather the straw too. Was God taking the water up to boiling trying to help them see they were living in bondage and needed to leave Egypt? God had promised them they could be free in a land flowing with milk and honey, yet here they were… still in Egypt.
The Israelite people were mad at Moses for making things worse for them. They still didn’t see God working to free them and using Moses to do this. They saw Moses as the bad guy messing up the good thing they had going. God had a huge job getting their attention!
What was God doing while Israel was sweating under the increased load? We know from reading Scripture that God was meeting regularly with Moses and giving him specific things for him and Aaron to do as they met with Pharaoh and went through plague after plague. But what did the Israelites see happening from their perspective? And what was God doing with them while he was sending plague after plague to Egypt?
I think God was getting them ready to leave Egypt, helping them want to leave. He was:
1. Teaching them that they were living as slaves – not as heirs of the Covenant with Abraham, Isaac and Jacob.
2. Teaching Egypt that there was a God and they weren’t it! (Pharaoh’s officials got it before he did! Exodus 10:7)
3. Establishing Moses as their leader. Teaching Moses to lead and the Israelites to follow.
4. Teaching Moses to listen to God’s voice and obey.
5. Teaching Israel that they were special, set apart .
6. Teaching patience in all.
7. Teaching both Israel and Egypt God was a powerful God, able to do far more than they could imagine.
8. Teaching Israel that there would come a time to celebrate and how to do that well.
When they finally left Egypt, the people were ready to go, ready to follow Moses and ready to follow God to their Promised Land.
I wonder what I might be allowing to enslave me, keeping me from the fullness of what God has planned for me. I wonder when things become difficult in my life, do I think God has forgotten me? Or do I look for what he is teaching me to prepare me for the next journey in my life? Even as I walk through my valley of sadness at the sudden death of my 28-year-old son, do I beg God to take away my pain, or do I look for what God is doing to call me even closer to himself – to seek him and follow him with my whole heart?
Sometimes I get impatient and want God to act quickly. But God has a plan for me… “’For I know the plans I have for you,’ declares the Lord, ‘plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. I will be found by you,’ declares the Lord, ‘and will bring you back from captivity.” Jeremiah 29:11-14
If I can’t see what God is doing, that doesn’t mean he is not doing anything. It means I need to be seeking him with all my hearts so he can show himself to me and I can become part of his solution rather than working against him.
I don’t think God wants us to be too comfortable in our Egypt. He wants us to remember that our Promised Land (heaven) is ahead of us and he wants us to live like the heirs to his kingdom that we are rather than being comfortable living as slaves in this world. Going through a difficult time is sharpening my focus. It is removing distractions and clarifying who I am and where I am going. It is increasing the urgency that others be introduced to my loving God so they can get their journey going in the right direction as well.
Father, fill me with your Spirit of Life and Love. Help me to live my life well so others will seek you and find you and join us in the land that you have promised to all who follow you – our eternal home in heaven. Amen.
Amazingly, they were even so comfortable in that culture, they didn’t seem to mind being enslaved by it. They just worked hard and kept enjoying the ‘good things’ in Egypt.
After Moses met with Pharaoh and requested they be allowed to go sacrifice, Pharaoh made life even more miserable for them by requiring them to make the same number of bricks without straw provided. They had to gather the straw too. Was God taking the water up to boiling trying to help them see they were living in bondage and needed to leave Egypt? God had promised them they could be free in a land flowing with milk and honey, yet here they were… still in Egypt.
The Israelite people were mad at Moses for making things worse for them. They still didn’t see God working to free them and using Moses to do this. They saw Moses as the bad guy messing up the good thing they had going. God had a huge job getting their attention!
What was God doing while Israel was sweating under the increased load? We know from reading Scripture that God was meeting regularly with Moses and giving him specific things for him and Aaron to do as they met with Pharaoh and went through plague after plague. But what did the Israelites see happening from their perspective? And what was God doing with them while he was sending plague after plague to Egypt?
I think God was getting them ready to leave Egypt, helping them want to leave. He was:
1. Teaching them that they were living as slaves – not as heirs of the Covenant with Abraham, Isaac and Jacob.
2. Teaching Egypt that there was a God and they weren’t it! (Pharaoh’s officials got it before he did! Exodus 10:7)
3. Establishing Moses as their leader. Teaching Moses to lead and the Israelites to follow.
4. Teaching Moses to listen to God’s voice and obey.
5. Teaching Israel that they were special, set apart .
6. Teaching patience in all.
7. Teaching both Israel and Egypt God was a powerful God, able to do far more than they could imagine.
8. Teaching Israel that there would come a time to celebrate and how to do that well.
When they finally left Egypt, the people were ready to go, ready to follow Moses and ready to follow God to their Promised Land.
I wonder what I might be allowing to enslave me, keeping me from the fullness of what God has planned for me. I wonder when things become difficult in my life, do I think God has forgotten me? Or do I look for what he is teaching me to prepare me for the next journey in my life? Even as I walk through my valley of sadness at the sudden death of my 28-year-old son, do I beg God to take away my pain, or do I look for what God is doing to call me even closer to himself – to seek him and follow him with my whole heart?
Sometimes I get impatient and want God to act quickly. But God has a plan for me… “’For I know the plans I have for you,’ declares the Lord, ‘plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. I will be found by you,’ declares the Lord, ‘and will bring you back from captivity.” Jeremiah 29:11-14
If I can’t see what God is doing, that doesn’t mean he is not doing anything. It means I need to be seeking him with all my hearts so he can show himself to me and I can become part of his solution rather than working against him.
I don’t think God wants us to be too comfortable in our Egypt. He wants us to remember that our Promised Land (heaven) is ahead of us and he wants us to live like the heirs to his kingdom that we are rather than being comfortable living as slaves in this world. Going through a difficult time is sharpening my focus. It is removing distractions and clarifying who I am and where I am going. It is increasing the urgency that others be introduced to my loving God so they can get their journey going in the right direction as well.
Father, fill me with your Spirit of Life and Love. Help me to live my life well so others will seek you and find you and join us in the land that you have promised to all who follow you – our eternal home in heaven. Amen.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Called to Serve
We have stories of Moses’ beginning – hidden in a basket, Pharaoh’s daughter finding and adopting him, a glimpse of him killing an Egyptian who was hurting an Israelite and then fleeing when he knew he had been found out. Then there is a big blank spot in his life until the incident of the burning bush. I wonder what Moses’ relationship with God was during that time. Did he talk to God? Did he follow Jewish customs he had been taught while his mother was caring for him for Pharaoh’s daughter? How much would a young boy remember?
Yet, when God spoke to him from the burning bush, Moses answered, “Here I am.” Exodus 3:4 Obviously, there was some relationship there. God went on to introduce himself as the “God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob.” Exodus 3:6 Moses had obviously been taught enough to know the stories of his ancestors, because he hid his face afraid to look at God.
God then told him that he was going to rescue the Israelites from Egypt and send them back to the land promised Abraham in the Covenant. And he said to Moses, “I am sending you to Pharaoh to bring my people the Israelites out of Egypt.” Exodus 3:10 I would suppose that would be a pretty terrifying thought to Moses to have to go back to Pharaoh. He had killed an Egyptian, run for his life, and thought he was doing okay with Jethro, his father-in-law, and his wife Zipporah and their son. He also didn’t see himself as being so eloquent in speech – the leader type.
God didn’t except Moses’ excuses. He said, “I have come down to rescue them,” Exodus 3:8; “I will be with you,” Exodus 3:12; and “I will help you speak and will teach you what to say.” Exodus 4:12
Though Moses went with a lot of apprehension, he went. God called and he went. When I think about what he accomplished in the years to follow, it is staggering. He became one of the greatest leaders of all time. He was one who appeared with Jesus in the transfiguration (Matthew 17:1-13).
I wonder how God could take a timid person who ran from trouble and make him into that kind of a leader. It seems it was a relationship built over time. It began with God calling and Moses saying, “Here I am.”
Since our son’s death, God has continued to fill me with his Spirit and words flow from my mouth as I interact with others, comforting, encouraging, teaching that we don’t need to ask why, but rather we need to ask God what he is doing here and how can I glorify him in this circumstance in my life. Yet, when a friend mentions I should be doing public speaking, I find myself recoiling and saying that is something I am not good at. I can’t do that. Then I hear the Lord’s answers to Moses… I am sending you, I will be with you, I will help you speak and will teach you what to say. And I wonder if I am called, will I say, “Here I am,” or will I run the other way and hide?
Peter was a little different than Moses in personality. Peter thought he could do anything and was quick to speak when he thought he had something to say. He appeared to have no fear when he was with his friends. He was impulsive and whole-hearted at whatever he did. Peter is the one who jumped out of the boat and walked on water to meet Jesus. Matthew 14:29-30 He did okay until he looked back at what he thought his reality was… the boat tossing in the wind. Then he began to sink and cried out, “Lord save me!” Matthew 14:30 “Jesus reached out his hand and caught him. ‘You of little faith,’ he said, ‘why did you doubt?’” Matthew 14:31
And I wonder, what is my boat in the wind that I look back at? What do I tether myself to for safety? Am I willing to say, “Here I am,” and keep my eyes on Jesus and keep walking toward him no matter what is under my feet? No matter what he calls me to do or say? Can I trust him to give me the words if he calls me to speak? Can I trust him to hold me up when my knees are bending and my voice is shaking?
He has already showed himself faithful to me in many ways in this life journey I am on. I am confident that he does not take me where he has not prepared the way for me to go. Yes, even as I walk through this journey of losing my 28-year-old son, he has prepared the way. And he walks beside us and he goes before us, comforting, strengthening, encouraging and providing opportunities to witness to others of the goodness of God, his love and his mercy and his grace. To God be the Glory!
Lord make me your servant today, confident that I can follow you wherever you lead me and that your will can and will be done through me as I make myself available to you. Amen
Yet, when God spoke to him from the burning bush, Moses answered, “Here I am.” Exodus 3:4 Obviously, there was some relationship there. God went on to introduce himself as the “God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob.” Exodus 3:6 Moses had obviously been taught enough to know the stories of his ancestors, because he hid his face afraid to look at God.
God then told him that he was going to rescue the Israelites from Egypt and send them back to the land promised Abraham in the Covenant. And he said to Moses, “I am sending you to Pharaoh to bring my people the Israelites out of Egypt.” Exodus 3:10 I would suppose that would be a pretty terrifying thought to Moses to have to go back to Pharaoh. He had killed an Egyptian, run for his life, and thought he was doing okay with Jethro, his father-in-law, and his wife Zipporah and their son. He also didn’t see himself as being so eloquent in speech – the leader type.
God didn’t except Moses’ excuses. He said, “I have come down to rescue them,” Exodus 3:8; “I will be with you,” Exodus 3:12; and “I will help you speak and will teach you what to say.” Exodus 4:12
Though Moses went with a lot of apprehension, he went. God called and he went. When I think about what he accomplished in the years to follow, it is staggering. He became one of the greatest leaders of all time. He was one who appeared with Jesus in the transfiguration (Matthew 17:1-13).
I wonder how God could take a timid person who ran from trouble and make him into that kind of a leader. It seems it was a relationship built over time. It began with God calling and Moses saying, “Here I am.”
Since our son’s death, God has continued to fill me with his Spirit and words flow from my mouth as I interact with others, comforting, encouraging, teaching that we don’t need to ask why, but rather we need to ask God what he is doing here and how can I glorify him in this circumstance in my life. Yet, when a friend mentions I should be doing public speaking, I find myself recoiling and saying that is something I am not good at. I can’t do that. Then I hear the Lord’s answers to Moses… I am sending you, I will be with you, I will help you speak and will teach you what to say. And I wonder if I am called, will I say, “Here I am,” or will I run the other way and hide?
Peter was a little different than Moses in personality. Peter thought he could do anything and was quick to speak when he thought he had something to say. He appeared to have no fear when he was with his friends. He was impulsive and whole-hearted at whatever he did. Peter is the one who jumped out of the boat and walked on water to meet Jesus. Matthew 14:29-30 He did okay until he looked back at what he thought his reality was… the boat tossing in the wind. Then he began to sink and cried out, “Lord save me!” Matthew 14:30 “Jesus reached out his hand and caught him. ‘You of little faith,’ he said, ‘why did you doubt?’” Matthew 14:31
And I wonder, what is my boat in the wind that I look back at? What do I tether myself to for safety? Am I willing to say, “Here I am,” and keep my eyes on Jesus and keep walking toward him no matter what is under my feet? No matter what he calls me to do or say? Can I trust him to give me the words if he calls me to speak? Can I trust him to hold me up when my knees are bending and my voice is shaking?
He has already showed himself faithful to me in many ways in this life journey I am on. I am confident that he does not take me where he has not prepared the way for me to go. Yes, even as I walk through this journey of losing my 28-year-old son, he has prepared the way. And he walks beside us and he goes before us, comforting, strengthening, encouraging and providing opportunities to witness to others of the goodness of God, his love and his mercy and his grace. To God be the Glory!
Lord make me your servant today, confident that I can follow you wherever you lead me and that your will can and will be done through me as I make myself available to you. Amen
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Egypt: The Good Life?
Joseph went from slavery to being second only to Pharaoh and had control and power and prestige in the land of Egypt. When his brothers came looking for food during the famine, Joseph was able to forgive them and invited them to bring his father down and live in Egypt during the famine. It seems that the Israelites enjoyed living in Egypt. It became comfortable for them and they didn’t return to the land that was promised to them through the Covenant with God. Very likely, Joseph had responsibilities that he didn’t want to walk away from. It felt pretty good being in power after being sold as a slave. And his brothers and their families enjoyed the ‘good life’ provided them in Egypt.
But what of God’s Covenant with Abraham, Isaac and Jacob during that time? I don’t think the Israelites purposefully forgot the Covenant… they just lingered in Egypt because it was comfortable. God remembered the Covenant. I wonder if that may be why the Israelites were made slaves in Egypt. God was trying to make them uncomfortable so they would remember the Covenant he had with them. They belonged somewhere else – not in Egypt.
As time went on, the favor Joseph and his family had with Pharaoh was lost as new Pharaohs came into power. The Israelites became a stench in the eyes of the Egyptians. Was it because they were consuming the wealth of the Egyptians? Maybe the Egyptians didn’t ever really like having them there and finally the Pharaoh who liked Joseph died and there was no one to protect them anymore.
Whatever the reason, the Israelites found themselves slaves in a foreign land. “The Israelites groaned in their slavery and cried out, and their cry for help because of their slavery went up to God. God heard their groaning and he remembered his Covenant with Abraham, with Isaac and with Jacob.” Exodus 2:23-24
I wonder when I am comfortable… what ‘good things’ have made me into a slave? When I get to the end of a day, does God say, “Well done good and faithful servant”? Or do I have regrets that I allowed some things in my day to consume me and keep me from being the Lord’s servant?
‘Stuff’ accumulates in our home. And then we need to take time to manage the ‘stuff’ around us. Does God mean for me to have all that ‘stuff’ or would he rather I share the blessings with others and have less ‘stuff’ to manage so I can have more time to build relationships with others? Have I become a slave to my ‘stuff’? Sometimes we go camping and it is so refreshing to just have a few simple things to deal with. I often come back thinking I need to back a truck up to the door and start shoveling! Did God send the Israelites on a camping trip to help them see they didn’t need so much ‘stuff’ or the comforts of this world?
Jesus tried to help us with this one… “Do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food and the body more important than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life? And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.” Matthew 6:25-34
Today I choose to not be a slave to things in this world, but rather a servant to the God who will meet all of my needs. I choose to not look back to Egypt for comfort, but to God for Covenant – the New Covenant established by Jesus Christ when he died on the cross and rose again. The God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob is still around. He is still ready to build Covenant with anyone who will choose to follow him. Will I be a “Moses” and point people back to the New Covenant established by Christ even as I walk closely with him allowing him to transform my life daily? Or will I be an “Israelite from Egypt” who comes willingly, but then kicks and screams every time it gets a little tough? Another choice is to not come at all. How sad that some people choose to remain in their slavery even when they are offered a way out.
May God give me a tender heart filled with wisdom through his Holy Spirit to teach and bring along any who need to learn to follow him out of their slavery and into freedom in Christ.
But what of God’s Covenant with Abraham, Isaac and Jacob during that time? I don’t think the Israelites purposefully forgot the Covenant… they just lingered in Egypt because it was comfortable. God remembered the Covenant. I wonder if that may be why the Israelites were made slaves in Egypt. God was trying to make them uncomfortable so they would remember the Covenant he had with them. They belonged somewhere else – not in Egypt.
As time went on, the favor Joseph and his family had with Pharaoh was lost as new Pharaohs came into power. The Israelites became a stench in the eyes of the Egyptians. Was it because they were consuming the wealth of the Egyptians? Maybe the Egyptians didn’t ever really like having them there and finally the Pharaoh who liked Joseph died and there was no one to protect them anymore.
Whatever the reason, the Israelites found themselves slaves in a foreign land. “The Israelites groaned in their slavery and cried out, and their cry for help because of their slavery went up to God. God heard their groaning and he remembered his Covenant with Abraham, with Isaac and with Jacob.” Exodus 2:23-24
I wonder when I am comfortable… what ‘good things’ have made me into a slave? When I get to the end of a day, does God say, “Well done good and faithful servant”? Or do I have regrets that I allowed some things in my day to consume me and keep me from being the Lord’s servant?
‘Stuff’ accumulates in our home. And then we need to take time to manage the ‘stuff’ around us. Does God mean for me to have all that ‘stuff’ or would he rather I share the blessings with others and have less ‘stuff’ to manage so I can have more time to build relationships with others? Have I become a slave to my ‘stuff’? Sometimes we go camping and it is so refreshing to just have a few simple things to deal with. I often come back thinking I need to back a truck up to the door and start shoveling! Did God send the Israelites on a camping trip to help them see they didn’t need so much ‘stuff’ or the comforts of this world?
Jesus tried to help us with this one… “Do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food and the body more important than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life? And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.” Matthew 6:25-34
Today I choose to not be a slave to things in this world, but rather a servant to the God who will meet all of my needs. I choose to not look back to Egypt for comfort, but to God for Covenant – the New Covenant established by Jesus Christ when he died on the cross and rose again. The God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob is still around. He is still ready to build Covenant with anyone who will choose to follow him. Will I be a “Moses” and point people back to the New Covenant established by Christ even as I walk closely with him allowing him to transform my life daily? Or will I be an “Israelite from Egypt” who comes willingly, but then kicks and screams every time it gets a little tough? Another choice is to not come at all. How sad that some people choose to remain in their slavery even when they are offered a way out.
May God give me a tender heart filled with wisdom through his Holy Spirit to teach and bring along any who need to learn to follow him out of their slavery and into freedom in Christ.
Friday, February 4, 2011
Thy Kingdom Come, Thy Will Be Done on Earth as it is in Heaven!
Andrew, my 28-year-old son died suddenly 11 days ago. It took me about two days to start breathing again after we received the calls, first from his fiancé saying they were asking for medical history (obviously, he was unconscious) and then from the hospital administrator and doctor telling us they had done all they could do. They couldn’t even tell me that he had died… just that they had done all that they could do. I asked them, “Are you telling me he didn’t make it?” The doctor said, “Yes.” I don’t think she even said, “I’m sorry.” That would admit guilt should we decide to sue the hospital and doctor for negligence. “Because of the increase of wickedness, the love of most will grow cold.” Matthew 24:12
I could hear his fiancé sobbing in the background. We were 800 miles away, yet I longed to hug her and grieve with her. They assured us a chaplain was with her and we made a call to a family member living in the area to go be with her as well. They also assured us her parents were on the way there to be with her.
There is no way one can prepare the mind to accept this kind of information. We walked in circles not knowing what to do… trying to breathe… trying not to faint… Then I felt it... ministering angels. A song entered my mind… “Blessed be the name of the Lord… You give and take away… Still I will choose to say… Blessed be the name of the Lord.” Yes, Andrew was a gift from the Lord. We knew that when he was conceived. We dedicated him to the Lord when he was an infant. We taught him all about the Lord and taught him to read his Bible and follow Jesus. We released him to the Lord as an adult to serve where God called him… even if that was very dangerous. God and I had many talks about that. We didn’t expect his heart to just stop. That kind of death never entered our minds. Yet, he is the Lord’s… He always was and will continue to be.
Once we were past the initial shock, we began to weep for our loss, yet rejoice that Andrew was with Jesus. I guess God wanted Andrew’s great smile and cheerfulness in heaven. I imagine he is singing “Hallelujah” at the top of his lungs – in full harmony of course. He immediately cast his many crowns at Jesus’ feet and said, “I am your servant… do with me as you please.” Luke 1:38 paraphrased That was his life verse. Andrew took risks to love and serve others – risks that most of us would not take. Yet it was not those risks that took him from us.
Somehow, I believe that even in his leaving us, Andrew has asked many angels to surround those he loves here on earth. With him in heaven, it seems that heaven isn’t so far away… the Spiritual realm is almost palpable. God’s kingdom is here on earth as it is in heaven. When we choose to be part of his kingdom here, the only thing that separates us from his heavenly kingdom is death of our mortal bodies.
Death is not what God wanted for us… it is what Eve chose… it is what we choose every time we go our way instead of God’s way… it is what we choose every time we act on our knowledge rather than God’s wisdom. Jesus wept over death. He wept when Lazarus died. He had compassion and raised the dead son of a widow as the funeral procession passed by. God is a God of life. He invites us to choose life. “See, I set before you today life and prosperity, death and destruction. For I command you today to love the Lord your God, to walk in his ways, and to keep his commands, decrees and laws; then you will live and increase, and the Lord your God will bless you in the land you are entering to possess… Now choose life so that you and your children may live and that you may love the Lord your God, listen to his voice, and hold fast to him. For the Lord is your life.” Deuteronomy 30:15-20
And so, I have lived through my worst fear – losing a family member – and yet, “Your kingdom come. Your will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us today our daily bread.” Matthew 6:10-11 And each day, he gives us the manna we need, the grace we need, and the breath we need for this world.
We grieve… but not as the world grieves. We have hope and knowledge of eternity with Jesus in heaven. And we look forward to the day we walk through heaven’s gates and Andrew will be standing with Jesus and he will flash that great smile and give us a hug and say with Jesus, “Welcome home!” I can hardly wait… But God still has things for me to do on this earth and I will say with Mary, “I am the Lord’s servant…”
I could hear his fiancé sobbing in the background. We were 800 miles away, yet I longed to hug her and grieve with her. They assured us a chaplain was with her and we made a call to a family member living in the area to go be with her as well. They also assured us her parents were on the way there to be with her.
There is no way one can prepare the mind to accept this kind of information. We walked in circles not knowing what to do… trying to breathe… trying not to faint… Then I felt it... ministering angels. A song entered my mind… “Blessed be the name of the Lord… You give and take away… Still I will choose to say… Blessed be the name of the Lord.” Yes, Andrew was a gift from the Lord. We knew that when he was conceived. We dedicated him to the Lord when he was an infant. We taught him all about the Lord and taught him to read his Bible and follow Jesus. We released him to the Lord as an adult to serve where God called him… even if that was very dangerous. God and I had many talks about that. We didn’t expect his heart to just stop. That kind of death never entered our minds. Yet, he is the Lord’s… He always was and will continue to be.
Once we were past the initial shock, we began to weep for our loss, yet rejoice that Andrew was with Jesus. I guess God wanted Andrew’s great smile and cheerfulness in heaven. I imagine he is singing “Hallelujah” at the top of his lungs – in full harmony of course. He immediately cast his many crowns at Jesus’ feet and said, “I am your servant… do with me as you please.” Luke 1:38 paraphrased That was his life verse. Andrew took risks to love and serve others – risks that most of us would not take. Yet it was not those risks that took him from us.
Somehow, I believe that even in his leaving us, Andrew has asked many angels to surround those he loves here on earth. With him in heaven, it seems that heaven isn’t so far away… the Spiritual realm is almost palpable. God’s kingdom is here on earth as it is in heaven. When we choose to be part of his kingdom here, the only thing that separates us from his heavenly kingdom is death of our mortal bodies.
Death is not what God wanted for us… it is what Eve chose… it is what we choose every time we go our way instead of God’s way… it is what we choose every time we act on our knowledge rather than God’s wisdom. Jesus wept over death. He wept when Lazarus died. He had compassion and raised the dead son of a widow as the funeral procession passed by. God is a God of life. He invites us to choose life. “See, I set before you today life and prosperity, death and destruction. For I command you today to love the Lord your God, to walk in his ways, and to keep his commands, decrees and laws; then you will live and increase, and the Lord your God will bless you in the land you are entering to possess… Now choose life so that you and your children may live and that you may love the Lord your God, listen to his voice, and hold fast to him. For the Lord is your life.” Deuteronomy 30:15-20
And so, I have lived through my worst fear – losing a family member – and yet, “Your kingdom come. Your will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us today our daily bread.” Matthew 6:10-11 And each day, he gives us the manna we need, the grace we need, and the breath we need for this world.
We grieve… but not as the world grieves. We have hope and knowledge of eternity with Jesus in heaven. And we look forward to the day we walk through heaven’s gates and Andrew will be standing with Jesus and he will flash that great smile and give us a hug and say with Jesus, “Welcome home!” I can hardly wait… But God still has things for me to do on this earth and I will say with Mary, “I am the Lord’s servant…”
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