I’ve just spent days looking everywhere for some depiction of Yeshua (Jesus) in such a posture to His people. Surely, when He cried out,
“Yerushalayim! (Jerusalem) Yerushalayim! You kill the prophets! You stone those who are sent to you! How often I wanted to gather your children, just like a hen gathers her chickens under her wings, but you refused! Look! God is abandoning your house to you, leaving it desolate. For I tell you, from now on, you will not see me again until you say, ‘Blessed is He who comes in the Name of Adonai’,” (Matt. 23:37-39)
Surely, He had tears in His eyes, His whole body shaking with the passion of a God who has been pleading with His people for thousands of years! Look at Samwise Gamgee’s face!
Do you remember? Do you remember how deep the feeling went through you watching this scene? “Don’t let go,” (passionate plea), then fiercely…”Don’t you let go!” This scene pales in comparison to Yeshua at the moment He said those words above. Listen here:
Yes, the correct translation of this verse uses the word plead, not contend, not argue. Plead! In hebrew the word is like strive defined as: the responsibility of the master is to strive for the survival and protection of the house. This is exactly what Yeshua’s Words are reflecting in Matthew.
For those who are not profoundly aware of the significance of this let me paint the picture.
God is pleading! The God who made the universe, everything we’ve ever seen, touched, smelt, tasted, known, observed. Everything macrobiotic, microscopic, and so big you can’t stick it under a scope. Powerful enough to split a sea, and the ground is instantly dry. Powerful enough to raise the dead, heal the worst illness, but more profoundly make a broken heart whole! (Nothing and noone has ever, nor will ever be able to do this but Him) The One who made the fastest, and most brilliant computer in all creation: your brain! No matter how hard we try, we will never ever be able to come close to it, and all these geniuses trying – know it, they do. This God, is pleading, striving for the survival and protection of a people that have more a history of rejecting Him than not! This should send us all to our knees in awe alone, much less total and complete repentance. There is no human on earth (Save Yeshua) who has ever displayed the patience He does, the forgiveness, the grace, the mercy, the loving-kindness, and faithfulness. We could live forever in this state we are in now, trying as hard as we could and never even scratch the surface of the depth of these things about God. Yes! Even enabled by the covering of Yeshua’s blood, indwelt by His Spirit, we have no mark upon the history of all these in God! As we all know, it’s only because of Him we can scratch at it in the first place. Let this sink in dear brothers and sisters! Try to multiply the scene from Lord of the Rings by a billion, then see and hear Yeshua saying to you.
” Your name! Your name! You kill the teachers! You reject those sent to you! (Family, friends, neighbors, and yes, even those crazies on the corner of the street holding those signs) How I want to gather you and your children, just as a hen gathers her chickens under her wings, but you are refusing! Look! I’m about to abandon this place I’ve made for you to live (house), it will be destroyed. For I tell you, unless you learn the full meaning of “Blessed is He that comes in the Name of Adonai”- you will never see Me!”
(Adapted to fit our culture today and times we live in now. Then it was prophetically said just prior to His death and resurrection, now the chances are running out – completely! He won’t be riding thru the city on a donkey to display the opportunity for forgiveness. This time, He’ll be coming on the steed of war to judge! And His judgement will be more accurate than anything the world has ever known!)
It might help you to know that the exact same type of pleading was done by God in these verses.
What is revealed is God’s anger from Heaven against all the godlessness and wickedness of people who in their wickedness KEEP SUPPRESSING THE TRUTH; because what is known about God is plain to them, since God has made it plain to them. For ever since the creation of the universe His invisible qualities – both His eternal power and His divine nature – have been clearly seen, because they can be understood from what He has made. Therefore, they have no excuse; because, although they know who God is, they do not glorify Him as God or thank Him. On the contrary they have become futile in their thinking; and their undiscerning hearts have become darkened. (Because He does not LIVE THERE) Claiming to be wise, they have become fools! In fact, they have exchanged the glory of the immortal God for mere images, like a mortal human being, or like birds, animals, reptiles (things those empty images make, like computers, sciences that make it OK to be without conscience, without love, selfish)!
Dare not believe for an instance that these words are not coming straight from a pleading God. Paul wrote them, his heart united with Yeshua to enable him, just like Jeremiah in the verse above, or Matthew, but only a God, pleading, reaching out, far extended, would put these words together to point to the way out even as He points out the way of futility! Think of the fact that these words were written over two thousand years ago, with the urgency and passion they contain. How so, now, do you think His countenance is in these last days?
Think of our children, as they rebel, do we not plead for them to get their thinking right, at the first? And as they continue and we watch, do we not reduce our posture to abandon all pride and BEG! PLEAD! Plead with them to heed the road ahead? Do we think we reflect some inkling of good we possess to do this? No, it is the image of Him we’ve all been made in; that desperation for our children’s good; that can’t help but be reflected in us. If you do not beg and plead with your children to turn and go in that good way, you may want to look into the dullness your heart has become suppressed with. I am sick of the posture of the world today that suggest that we are fools to shout ‘fire in the house!’ in order that some may not be burned alive; if this is called good in any way, it is a lie!
Proverbs, chapter 4, the whole thing is one big long plea of God to His people! Think of Him on His knees, as it were, hands held out in supplication, tears running down His face, no less God because of it, but more God!
Exodus 23:13; 21-22
Pay attention to everything I have said to you; do not invoke the Names of other Gods or even let them be heard crossing your lips.
Pay attention to him (Moses), listen to what he says and do not rebel against him; because he will not forgive any wrong doing of yours, since My Name resides in him. But if you listen to what he says and do everything I TELL YOU then I will be an enemy to your enemies and foe to your foe.
Same thing here, same pleading nature, not finger pointing, condemning, shaming is He. Begging, pleading that we see His goodness, understand He instructs according to His nature, His design. Who do we build our house in security with? The One who designed the house or the builders? Are you deceived in believing that because the builders seem to be the ones building that they can be trusted without blue prints? God has the blue prints to all things, when He is good enough to bend down and show us them, are we not fools if we decide to just chance things another way? Notice the time frame of this scripture…from the beginning He’s been trying, pleading, forgiving, trying again, pleading, warning, forgiving, trying again, warning, pleading, forgiving……you begin to see I pray.
He sees how easily we become distracted and lost, like sheep. He’s looking down, hand stretched out, pleading – even though we’ve toiled to get this evil thing off our neck, to destroy it, yet upon the cusp of victory we’ve changed our minds, then fought for the right to do so, went over the edge, tempted to just let go…
“Don’t you let go….hold on! Take My hand!”
This Mighty God is saying to you now, pleading…though He could just let you fall as a consequence to your own choice to ignore Him, no, the One True God, the Only God, He is tearfully, bloody with you from the travels, grasping to save you. Yeshua the Messiah.
Take His hand, don’t let go!
🔯 May the grace and peace that comes only through the Messiah, Yeshua, be yours in full measure. He is able to catch you and keep you from falling, may the Spirit of Truth open your eyes and ears to Him. And teach you what it means to say, “Blessed is He that has come, and is coming, in the Name of Adonai!” 🕎🔯
Reuben and Achim (A-keem) were walking home from a late morning trek out to fish at the small lake about 3 miles from the family farm. Reuben took his chosen path to swing wide around the Zac Farm to come home at the far end of their own homestead. There was a giant tree there, Achim’s favorite. The tree was said to be two hundred years old, though none could know for sure without cutting it down to count the rings. Reuben’s father, Abe, had carefully constructed a swing on the tree. Unlike most, who usually attached a rope to a sturdy high up limb, Abe had opted to do an addition to the tree. It was a grafted in limb of his making, attached to the main trunk of the tree; a brilliant set of pulleys, chains and ropes gave the swing it’s life. Abe had said to attach the usual way would wound the tree and weaken the whole thing, eventually the limb would fall off threatening to harm the precious child (or adult) who sat upon it to share it’s joy. Achim knew the story well as he had asked for Reuben and his wife to tell him nearly every year. It had become the father and sons special spot recently. Reuben was in the special forces of the military. Whenever he was about to be “shipped out” He found a way to make their way to the tree to tell Achim. He would part with his son, having given him a gift and a nice long swing session the day before he shipped out. Achim was now ten years old, hardly a child anymore. Yet still small enough at heart to carry the tenderness of years before manhood would begin to shape him. Achim was prattling on about the huge fish his friend Danny had caught just before they left the lake. Reuben smiled, ahhh…the freedom of youth with excitement filling all things. Well, most things.
Finally the big tree came into view and Achim exclaimed his joy, dropping his pole and running straight for the swing.
Reuben stooped to pick up the pole.
“I’ll set up the blanket and food”, he hollered.
Achim was fast and already swinging with gusto!
So many memories here, Lord God, keep them ingrained upon my heart in the days ahead.
The meal laid out, Reuben enjoyed watching Achim and began to nibble on a carrot. He hadn’t realized how hungry he was till then.
“Come on, Keem, I’m starved, let’s eat!” He called.
Achim flew off the swing in midair, making a perfect ten landing at a run for the food. He came to a stop and plopped down. Reuben pulled out the chicken and salad, chips and veggies and they began to feast. The two o’clock sun was veiled by the giant protector they sat beneath. The day was perfect, blue skies and whispy clouds with a slight breeze to cool them down in the 85° Idaho sun. Father and son exchanged hungry looks and giggles as they consumed their lunch.
“Did ye have a good time, Keem?” He asked. Prepping the soil for words to sew the next segment of time.
Achim shook his head vigorously, bright eyes gleaming…”Mmmhuummm!” He munched.
They continued to eat until they were satisfied. Reuben allowed the silence to water the soil.
“You’re going away again, huh, Papa.” It was a statement, not a question.
“Indeed, I am, Achim. How did you know?” Reuben pretended to be curious.
The boy shrugged his shoulders. “Just knew…” came the reply.
Again quiet breezes filled the air between them for a time.
“So what will you be giving me this time?” Again it was more like a statement than a question. No bitterness colored his tone. Reuben thanked the Lord.
Reuben reached into his pocket and pulled out a small seed. Achim arched his posture toward his hands with curious aplomb. Reuben opened his hands and pulled the boys hand to him, placing the seed in his sons hand.
“It’s a tree.” He said, with a smile, a knowing thought, synchronized with his sons head, as it cocked to one side, unconvinced.
“It’s a seed Papa, not a tree!” Achim said with youthful authority.
“Nope, a whole tree is inside that seed, it just needs to grow, son.” He added, with renewed enthusiasm.
It was comically predictable when Achim’s head zoomed into the seed in his hand with a look of epiphany.
“Wow, I never thought of it like that! A…whole…tree…well, of course it’s all got to be there in some way, huh?” Achim was an endless learner and open to big thoughts. He always had been.
“But – well it can’t all be in there, it needs the stuff from the ground and water and sunshine and stuff to be a tree, though.” Ten year old deduction flowed out of his mouth.
“Let’s think about that a minute. Look around, there’s one tree here. All around for quite some distance, no other trees. But soil and water and sunshine abound. So why do you suppose there are not more trees?” Reuben primed the pump.
Achim scanned the scene around them, looked up and down and back at the tree. Then his gaze fell in new wonder to the seed in his hand.
“Thank you, Papa, for my tree!” Achim wrapped his arms around Reuben’s neck. “You always give the neatest gifts! When can we plant it? Can we plant it out here next to Grandpa Abe’s tree?” The boy released his snuggle and looked into Reuben’s eyes.
Ach, Adonai, what have I done to deserve this son?
“Well…I don’t see why not.” He smiled.
“When?! When?!” Achim’s excitement was better than the meal they had just consumed. And Laura knew how to satisfy not just the hunger, but the palette!
“Let’s plan it for the weekend after I return, eh? Sound good?”
Achim’s excitement faded and turned introspective. Silence hung and swung in the air like the swing on the tree. Reuben let it gestate.
“What if you don’t come home this time?” ‘The question’ wrapped a breeze around them both, cold and foreboding.
Reuben pulled his Keem into his lap and wrapped his arms around him. Placing his hands over the seed-filled hand of his son.
“We have talked about that possibility my dear boy, it’s true, Adonai could make that decision. But He tells us not to anticipate death, but hold on to life, dear Keem. So that we must do!”
Achim’s small head rubbed in the affirmative against his chest. Reuben sensed the tears before he saw one drop down into the now open palm with the seed. His heart broke. The tears of a child are a precious gift, but hard to want to receive.
“Do you know what your name means, Achim Kaleb Seth?” Reuben hardly realized the words were in his mind before his heart held them out to his voice. He smiled, and looked up to acknowledge His Makers mind.
“Yes.” sniff. “It’s God made me, or something like that.”
“Well…close. Achim means; constructed by God. Kaleb means; to be faithful. And our shared last name means, Appointed One. So, in truth, your whole name means; constructed by God to be faithful to the Appointed One. Do you know what that means?” Reuben again primed the pump.
“Yes, it means God made me to be faithful to Him.” Came the half hearted answer.
Reuben turned his son around and sat him in front of him to see face to face.
“Not just faithful to God, but His Appointed One, Yeshua the Mashiach, God’s Son! You must understand fully, my son, that your name is your character. We chose it very carefully, eight days after you were born, we prayed to Adonai for the direction of the nature He shaped in you while you lived in your Mama’s tummy. You see we didn’t know all He was doing as you grew, like that seed, inside the womb of His construction. We prayed, asked Him for a healthy child, for a child with much heart, but we didn’t know until that eighth day what He wanted us to say to you everyday. ‘Constructed by Yahweh, let’s go fishing; constructed by Yahweh, have you learned your aleph-bet, I love you, constructed by Yahweh, faithful one to the Son of God, my son!’ These words continue to shape you everyday in agreement with Yahweh from the Beginning. It’s no small thing your name, Achim Kaleb Seth, you are constructed by the very words and breath of God. He will care for you with the same detail in every moment of your life. So don’t fear what may come. Only keep your eyes on this One, the One who made you, and all will be well. Do you believe this, my son?” Reuben held his face very close to Achim’s and waited.
Light was dawning in the mind of Achim as he let his father’s gaze penetrate his heart.
“Yes, Papa, I will remember what you say, and I will try to only think of you alive and just gone for a trip.” Came the world of enormous answer from the lips of this babe!
Reuben’s eyes swelled with tears. Again he embraced his child.
“We’ll all think the same with you, Achim, well constructed by God! As we all think of our Salvation, remember what He said and think only of Him as on a trip, coming soon, to take us all home! Yes, of course yes!” He laughed. Achim joined him.
“What does your name mean, Papa?” Achim pulled out of the embrace and curiosity regained it’s status in his spirit.
“Reuben means; see my son. Yashir means; God will answer and our shared last name means; Appointed One. So my name means; See! My son! God will answer His Appointed One! It’s an awesome name, it protects me, guides me, holds me, and shields me!” It had been a while since Reuben had pondered his name. He smiled as big as the tree next to them in renewed wonder. He would keep it in mind as he was away.
“It’s an awesome name Papa! I like it!. He will protect you while you are away! Mama says that Adonai hears His Sons prayers all the time and Yeshua always prays for our protection! She showed me the Scripture! I am happy grandpa Abe named you like you named me!” Achim smiled in wonder.
“Indeed! And listen! Our names together show us the way. See! My Son! God will answer! And constructed by God will be faithful to the Appointed Ones prayer! What joy we have to be named by Him and put together, eh?”
“Yes, Papa! I love that! I will write it down and put it by my bed so I can read it every time I see it and put my prayers with God’s! Thank you for my seed-gift, and fishing today. I love you, Papa!”
The squeeze that embraced Reuben with those words joined it’s voice with praise to the tree that they sat under and the tree in the palm of Achim’s hand. They sat there for a while together, watching the sun shift it’s path around the veil of the tree until they felt the veil fall away and the sun full upon their faces.
🔯 May the grace and peace of Yeshua the Messiah be with you in full measure 🔯
What nature of God should consume as fire a child He so beloves? What is this Holy fire that over-takes a bush, without destroying it and spreading is wrath with it’s surrounding neighbors? Is it possible that inside of me, lays a landscape of tree and brush that builds idols and calls my worship to the created itself; that must be such that the fires of jealousy begin to burn it from the One who made it and me? If so, how do I begin to walk into the flames of His desire to purify me? Ahhh, how we avoid pain! Forgetting so often that it lays within a corrupted and broken part, the relief we seek is not so much the healing of the wound as the ridding of the effect of it (pain). Cause and effect. What so causes us to ignore the greatest feature of our salvation (cleansing)? I love the thought that God sees me as I am complete, growing into this completeness or capable of such that He sees. Each stage of my growth a celestial celebration. Yet, how can I stop this urge to run from how I see myself as ineffective, delinquent in His eyes? I have days, that my feet have put on their running shoes as I move towards His presence, it seems, quite apart from my awareness. I look down and wonder, “how did that happen?”
This house-buying/moving process has been a lesson of burning away the destructible I knew not lay within me. As you know, as my absence of post may indicate, the recovery time from the burns is long. Though not without it unshakeable foundations laid upon the waste of smoldering ruins. Spring rains, and gentle breezes have produced new flowers that could not have grown without the fiery blazes He blew inside to wake me. Most days all I was able to do was will myself to lay still while the flames overtook me. The urge to run and escape, fight or flight, so cemented in my habits and reactions, almost too much to train. My willing heart, a thing only He can move, was His grace. I know something of Yeshua’s (Jesus’) fortitude to walk, though heavy with pain, towards the flame of the Cross. His voice ringing in my ears, “Do as I did, do.”
Before the house-hunting escapade, I thought I was ready to do away with possession and things. Indeed, I was more ready than before, as the desire was the flickering flame to begin the first fire of purity. All great things start small. Our Savior was a seed, embryo, fetus, babe; before He was a man. A mountain was a bubbling cauldron of lava before it became a breathtaking appendage of earth. There is a striking balance now seen, between really receiving the blessed things He gives us, without guilt or wondering if it’s right, and feeling deserving. ..wanting more. Another balance or clearing of perspective; that the wanting of more after a bestowing of blessing in things here on earth, turned inward to see the true desire is the wanting more of Him, not the things.
The startling thought, though still, is that nothing resulting in the process guarantees my fingers shall not hold tightly things again. It’s a controlled burn, all things God does inside, this side of eternity. I think perhaps this is what makes His ways so undesirous to people. We like a ‘start and finish’ kind of life. No dragging out of things. We weary easy of all things that go on for an extended amount of time. If the wind blows for days on end, we pray for stillness. Upon granting that, the sweltering heat with no breeze then compels us to pray for the wind again. Rain upon rain without ceasing drenches the spirit and begs for dry wind. Flooding the senses with moist and mildewy perspectives. Left to us, our ordered climates are always to our comfort, not at all to the growth and strength building, stretching, He has willed for us. The earth must expand and contact, remember it’s in labor; but also that all things that are alive must breathe! So, too, are we who call ourselves the Forgiven Children of a Consuming God. The only cure we know this side of heaven, is the antidote called – waking. The Spirit comes inside to wake us everyday to the Kingdom of heaven, which would rise within us, if we will but let go of the world we see. Grace not only pours out love and faith on the undeserving, it stirs the flames of that which will purge us of all that would fuel a destructive soul. It’s hard, and painful and requires a Holy endurance that can only be found in the fiery presence of God.
One day a finish shall reign, an end to the process of purification. Oh! What what a day that will be! Or…mayhap – not? Perhaps the only difference will be that we will no longer resist it, it will no longer be considered a “pain”. Oh that God is answering my prayer that my comfort won’t call the shots to my living anymore!
I leave you with some ***quotes from George MacDonald*** in his sermon called Consuming Fire. What perspective our Lord bequeathed to him! So great a heritage we have! Where knowledge brings true growth -Life! And that knowledge moves our feet into action. Obeying the laws of God as joy.
***Nothing but the burning love of God can rid sin out of anywhere. It is the law of nature – that is, the law of God – that all that is destructible shall be destroyed. When that which is immortal buries itself in destructible – when it receives all it’s messages from without, through the surrounding region of self, and none from within, from the eternal doors opening inward into God’s presence – it cannot, through immortal still, know it’s own immortality. The destructible must be burned out of it, or begin to be burned out of it, before it can partake of eternal life.
God is against sin: insofar as, and while, they and sin are one, He is against them – against their desires, their aims, their fears and their hopes. And thus He is altogether and always for them.
God thinks and feels against vileness and selfishness, of the unrest of inassuageable repulsion with which He regards such conditions. God thus revealed Himself in such anger so the thoughtless people, fearing somewhat to do as they would, might leave a little room for that grace to grow in them, which would at length make them see that evil, and not fire, is the fearful thing.
A chimney above a huge house indicates the greatness of the building below, as the volcanoes of the world tell us how much fire is necessary to keep the old earth warm. For it is not the sun itself that warms the planet. The earth is like the human heart. The great glowing fire below us is God in the heart of the earth, and the great sun is God in the sky, keeping it warm on the other side. Our gladness and pleasure, our trouble when we do wrong, our love for all about us, that is God inside us. All the beautiful things and loveable people, all the lessons we get from life, and whatever comes to us, is God on the outside.***
– George MacDonald
The God of Shalom (peace – completeness) brought up from the dead the great Shepherd of the sheep, our Lord Yeshua, by the blood of an eternal covenant. May God equip you with every good thing you need to do His will; and may He do in us whatever pleases Him, through Yeshua the Messiah. To Him be the glory forever and ever, amen!
– Hebrews 13:20-21
♡ Grace and peace in Yeshua the Messiah ♡
1 John 4
1 Dear friends, don’t trust every spirit. On the contrary, test the spirits to see whether they are from God; because many false prophets have gone out into the world.
2 Here is how you recognize the Spirit of God: every spirit which acknowledges that Yeshua the Messiah (Jesus Christ) came as a human being is from God,
3 and every spirit which does not acknowledge Yeshua is not from God – in fact, this is the spirit of the Anti-Messiah(anti-christ). You have heard that he is coming. Well, He’s here now, in the world already!
4 You, children, are from God and have overcome the false prophets, because He who is in you is greater than he who is in the world.
5 They are from the world; therefore, they speak from the world’s viewpoint; and the world listens to them.
6 We are from God. Whoever knows God listens to us; whoever is not from God doesn’t listen to us. This is how we distinguish the Spirit of truth from the spirit of error.
7 Beloved friends, let us love one another; because love is from God; and everyone who loves has God as his Father and knows God.
8 Those who do not love, do not know God; because God is love.
9 Here is how God showed His love among us: God sent His only Son into the world, so that through Him we might have life.
10 Here is what love is: not that we have loved God, but that He loved us and sent his Son to be the kapparah (sacrifice) for our sins.
11 Beloved friends, if this is how God loved us, we likewise ought to love one another.
12 No one has ever seen God; if we love one another, God remains united with us, and our love for Him has been brought to its goal in us.
13 Here is how we know that we remain united with Him and He with us: He has given to us from His own Spirit.
14Moreover, we have seen and we testify that the Father has sent His Son as Deliverer of the world.
15 If someone acknowledges that Yeshua is the Son of God, God remains united with him, and he with God.
16 Also we have come to know and trust the love that God has for us. God is love; and those who remain in this love remain united with God, and God remains united with them.
17 Here is how love has been brought to maturity with us: as the Messiah is, so are we in the world. This gives us confidence for the Day of Judgment.
18 There is no fear in love. On the contrary, love that has achieved its goal gets rid of fear, because fear has to do with punishment; the person who keeps fearing has not been brought to maturity in regard to love.
19 We ourselves love now because He loved us first.
20 If anyone says, “I love God,” and hates his brother, he is a liar. For if a person does not love his brother, whom he has seen, then he cannot love God, whom he has not seen.
21 Yes, this is the command we have from Him: whoever loves God must love his brother too.
I often wonder, how to begin to comprehend God’s Love. Myself, being a creature that taps the shoulder of fear without realizing it, grabbing it’s hand and making deals. Fearless in this world paints a picture of fierce boot strap pulling. Fearlessness requires a total shut down of human emotion for us. That is, in our own strength. Fearless, often looks like foolishness, indeed it can be. Most often this kind is the ultimate; fear of fear itself. God made us with emotion, feelings that have cause and effect. Fear is a reaction, not emotion. Yet I often don’t know how else to describe it, so I say “I feel afraid.” Fear is ultimately about control, or rather our inability to deal with our lack of it. There is only One who has all control all, the time – God. So as I acknowledge fear inside me, I am in turn questioning God’s promise, that He will do no harm but only good and what’s best for me and those I love, for everyone, all the time. No one on earth can do this, noone human. There was One human who did, Yeshua. Never did He harm. Never did He react in fear. Never. I must remind myself that often I may hurt feelings, have my feelings hurt, but there’s a huge difference between hurt and harm. God makes many things hurtful, but nothing harmful.
When I was very young, I was attracted to the glow of the burner of the stove. I love(ed) anything that produced heat, perpetually cold, I was drawn to things of this nature like a moth to a flame. My mom had just removed a pot of boiling eggs from the stove, there before my eyes was my opportunity – to see what the glow was all about, just how hot that heat could be. An hour later, I sat with big tears rolling down my newly educated cheeks with throbbing fingers now extended with blisters. It was too hot for my skin. God did not design the flesh to withstand that much heat on the surface of any part of my body. My fingers taught the lesson. I could have reacted in such a way of fear from that point on. I could have refused to ever deal with glowing red burners again. Praise God, I was taught that such fear would limit my ability as a wife and mother forever if I blamed the burner for the effect of the heat on my fingers. I did not ever touch a glowing burner again on purpose, but praise God my family has enjoyed many a meal from those same fingers since. Yet, God made the reaction of fear to do us good. I learned, heat, is good, the glow of burners are good, but I’m limited to what I can do with both. Fear teaches and reminds us of our limits. God is Love, because He has no limits. None. God placed the choice to fear inside us to teach us. Everything that rubs up against Truth, goodness, – teaches.
The disciples called Yeshua, Teacher, for good reason. Since the beginning of time human beings have been “touching (testing, curious but foolish) the glowing red burner” of God. We seek to learn where He ends and begins, and learn every time He has neither of these aspects to His Being. Except to say He is, – the Beginning and the End, of which, we will never in the sinful flesh be able to find. Hence we are instructed often to fear God. Lesson? Only fear Him who can change all the “rules” to get what He wants. He can turn gravity upside-down. He can make light dark and dark light. He can turn hatred into profound love. He can turn envy and jealously into graditude. He can turn sorrow into joy. He can turn hard-heartedness into compassion. Sin into victory. And vice-versa. There is nothing He can’t do. These are the tangilibility of God’s love. But we, we are extremely limited and for the most part, can only go from the positive to negative. Insecurity in our hands turns everything into a battle. The more we try to make ourselves feel secure, the more we do the opposite and take many people down with us. Insecurity is the most profound instagator of fear.
Look at the song Christ the Solid Rock:
My hope is built on nothing less, than Jesus love and righteousness.
Human security is achieved only in these 10 words. Not in ourselves, but God. He alone can drive out fear. For all of fears reactions in us, we have one hope – Yeshua. That when He said, “It is finished.” on that cross, then proved it by rising up stone cold dead back to life, that the limitless power of Himself shall always be the sure thing. It’s the only gamble worth taking. I say gamble, because we are so limited, we most often can’t see the goodness in hurtful things. Not because there’s any doubt God wins every time. Often I’m afraid God’s good will harm me. Yet every time I am afraid in such ways, I’m confusing hurt and harm. My comfort level is always being challenged. Nothing challenges our comfort like pain. I must remember, no heart has broken more than God’s. No one has hurt, physically, emotional, mentally more than Yeshua on the cross. No one. God is the only one who can handle sin and its effects. I can’t, we can’t – ever. The effects of sin is death and pain. Doubt, insecurity, jealousy, envy, strife, hatred, and the like are all effects of sin. Reactionary responses in defense, on our part, are the hallmark of fear.
Then, why not just do away with such reactions within us when we become saved? Because purity is the goal of God for us. Refinement, – fire is painful. Yet it is effective in teaching. We are continuous learners. Only able share the lessons, not teach them. We know this because we know we can talk (preach/teach) for hours on the harm of sin, but the lesson is best learned in experience. Who among us with children doesn’t know this well? And, oh, how we fear for them!
Yet we learn best from Job. Who sacrificed on behalf of his children, just incase they sinned. It was never a question they would, and thereby suffer it’s effects. Jobs only hope was built on nothing less than God’s love and God’s righteousness. What animal did Job sacrifice? The animal of fear. Dangerous, cunning, sneaky and sly. He put his fears to the fire for refinement. The only way for us to do this is to put down fear and pick up faith. The only way we can is with the Spirit given us at the time of our rebirth in Yeshua. This is why only followers of Yeshua can put fear in its place. Without Him we are reduced at best to denying our insides, and seeming faith-filled when really we’re fear-numbed. This is leprosy at its core. Where we are cut and bruised by fear but don’t know it.
I’m saved because of the powerful incomprehensible love of God. Who is the only caster out of fear. I can only accept such love in the dose of His Son. In this way only have we been created to do so. Every time I “feel” fear, I ask myself “Abba, show me where I don’t accept You, what You say, what You do, what You’ve done or Who You are.” Fear is the red light to doubt. Red lights are meant to stop us – wait on God’s evaluation of our state. Not ours, His. He’s the teacher, we are the learners. Forever this is how it shall be. The tangibility of Love, is this process. Nothing more, nothing less.
♡ Grace and peace in Yeshua the Messiah ♡
You unfaithful wives! Don’t you know that loving the world is hating God; Whoever chooses to be the world’s friend makes himself God’s enemy! Or do you suppose the Scripture speaks in vain when it says that there is a spirit in us which longs to envy?
The above quote in the picture has weighed heavy on my heart. You see, we are in the middle of buying a house. We were supposed to be closed and “over the threshold” by now. Delays that can only be understood by God, as He is the One who moved our chess pieces into the game in the first place, have abounded the last couple weeks. Then just before the holiday, ureeka the appraisal went thru! Yet closing on the 28th was not to be (that was supposed to be the closing date). I looked around my tiny one bedroom apartment, mostly packed, and wondered “What in the world?”
You see, I really could care less about a house, the things that go with it, I really don’t have my heart hinged on it! I learned a while ago, home by its definition has very little to do with earthly structure. So when the Lord points His finger and says “Go, there, now!” We went, and the doors flew open, then the Lord held up a stop sign, like a cross walk attendant at a school. We sat there and watched the flow of events roll thru our line of sight and scratched our heads. “Were we really hearing from God?” Next came the huge task of waiting. One minute I’m saying; “Hey slow down, Lord!” the next I’m taping my fingers in the “ark” full of boxes and ready to go. But no rain.
The tight rope I began to traverse was all about revealing the fine line between demand and devotion, true contentment and spiritual imagery, praise and popular pump ups. After all the there's a difference between waiting for God to move you, all moved in to a place and ready to stay or leave, but. ..unpacked – and ready to leave or stay – packed up. Everything feels competely inaccessible in the latter, but tolerable in the former. Comfort to this flesh I'm in was still handy in the former, not now. I'm not a neat freak, but this is unnerving. I'm tripping over boxes with stuff in it I need but can't undo because at a moments notice I just know, just KNOW the word is coming. .."it's time to go!" And I'll regret taking a step back in obedience to cater to a wavering faith. At one point I told those around me (with a laugh in my voice) "I’m not sure I’m packing out of denial or faith, at this point!” We all giggled, but I meant it. And this is hard. They say buying a house ranks up there in the top three most stressful things you can do. Not sure the order, but getting married is among them and losing a spouse. I’ve been married, not so much stress there. Even bought a house before, that was a cake walk compared to this time around. I haven’t lost my spouse, I don’t have to think long about that to know its definitely worthy of being among the top three.
Yet as a Follower of Yeshua, this whole house thing uurks me. It’s a thing, and temporary and distracting if you ask me. I praise God the house was located in another state, so my attachment to it was very small and grew dimmer by the day. Saying “easy come easy go” at this point especially – no problem! Yet deep inside, way down in there, I want the house, I want the heck out of this city, and I’m ready for a change. The house, I could leave or take but now my estimated time of departure hinges on the darned thing! Incompatible, oh yeah, I get that! The One I Follow never had a house. I require shelter, but I dont need to own a house. I can live in what most call pretty undesirable circumstances. The apartment I currently dwell in is far from nice, except that it’s what God has provided, it functions, and I can (barely) pay for it. The amount of money we throw at it would shock you, but it’s ‘the cheap’ here. You get what you pay for? Not in this case, I am staring at alot less dough for that house than this apartment. The house appeals! But the stress to get it so far? I’ll keep the apartment, thank you! Why would the Lord catch me between two winds of such opposing nature’s? My eyes are dry, hair is a mess, and skin is the kind of chapped that can only come from long periods of time exposed to ferocious winds.
Tonight, it hits me. The calm begins. ..He’s reminding me what satisfies. It’s not this apartment, a house, the stuff in those boxes, or out of those boxes, order, none of it. It is Him. My flesh argues on many levels while my soul takes its position and digs in.
It seemed competely ridiculous to me as so many around me that I love can’t see a time where they will ever “buy a house” much less rent one any time in the future. I was hard pressed to complain, but held back at the same time. This was/is a hard balancing act on so many levels. (The wind not withstanding)
Then Yeshua’s (Jesus) words in Matthew 6:24-25 came to softly shield me in the windswept terrain.
“No one can be a slave to two masters; for he will either hate the first and love the second, or scorn the second and be loyal to the first. You can’t be a slave to both God and money. Therefore, I tell you, don’t worry about your life -…”
He goes on to say the many ways we worry about our lives and the incompatibility of worry and worth in His eyes. The days of Christmas have just passed, full of money money money, things things things. Though we don’t celebrate this holiday, we watch most of our loved ones do so. Or try to. Broke in December always brings new meaning to the word Christmas. Tears flow due to the lack of ability to “give”. The illusion of love wrapped in a shiny package is strong this time of year. It makes one dread the up and coming “new year”. How completely futile! The Lord wasn’t even born in December! And He would certainly never have endorsed a material giving and wanting to get in children on His birthday! It’s completely against everything He ever did or said! Yet, here is the crave Wayne Stiles is speaking of. The best this world has to offer is its comforts and toys. The best His world has to offer is sacrifice and giving of things far more valuable – time! Time full of grace and mercy. Time full of hope for a future that doesn’t include anything you can fit under a tree. Or wrap in a bow. Time spending currency that can’t be earned on earth, only in heaven. Where the only One that can be praised is God!
What a strange turn of events these days have uncovered. What can sumerize them best. The quote above and the lens of God’s Word to understand them. We crave. We surrender. We serve. We Follow. We suffer. We obey. We learn. Or we crave, indulge, expect, invade, enjoy temporary comforts at the cost of eternal gain, disobey, and repeat the same mistakes over and over, never learning. Almost everyone does this every December. Almost everyone does this when the opportunity comes to buy a new car or house or anything. What do our opposing cravings teach us? What story will they tell on judgment day? Who’s birth do we celebrate in joining a world in a pagan holiday that originally celebrates the idols born from the beginning of time? No matter what, just like Yeshua said, these thing reveal who our Master will be. The one we love or the one we hate. Both dwelling inside our hearts and mind only create chaos. One must go.
It’s not wrong to buy a house. If God tells you to. It’s not wrong to buy anything, if God leads you to. If He does, we don’t have to put off bills or rack more up to do so. He pays for it too! Our jobs are His way of doing so. If He says full spreed ahead, we go. Yet then if He puts the brakes on, we wait. Or we lose Him in the midst of the travel. A far more costly endeavor. How to discern deep in the craving of two incompatible worlds? Wait on Him, then obey, follow, and trust Him. Our flesh will run us amuck. It is a master deciever, telling us we only want good things while those things scratch out the eyes of truth. We are warned, not to be ruled, but in love. His love is the only thing that puts things of this world in union with His. Compatibility.
Thank Abba for this lesson, on going as it is, and carve out in me, only what is solid in You! May You get the glory!
♡ Grace and peace in Yeshua the Messiah ♡