Tonight's message was a little loving care and attention from God. At least, that's how I heard it. The topic was God's faithfulness and how He fulfills His promises to us, encouraging Him to trust Him even more with our lives.
Josh is going through the Bible in the span of a few weeks, ending the week of Easter. I look at it as kind of a Cliffs notes version of the Bible. He's pretty much hitting the highlights. It's good stuff. Tonight, Abraham was mentioned. Long story short, God promised him that he'd be the father of a nation. And not just any promise. God makes a covenant with him. A covenant is a binding promise, as in cut me in half if I break my promise, kind of promise. Time goes by. Now he's 99 years old. God comes around and CONFIRMS to him again that he's going to be the father of many. This encounter with God is so life-changing that He changes the name of Abram to Abraham. At the ripe old age of 100, a strapping baby boy is born to Abraham and Sarah. A nation is begun.
The long and short of it is that God is faithful in my life. He's promised me stuff and followed through with it. With every fulfilled promise He's encouraging me to trust Him more and more. He wants to show off in my life and He'll always come to my rescue.
There were a lot of things in the sermon tonight that sent me weak-kneed in thankfulness of Him still being with me through the decisions I'm having to make these days. I wish I'd had a tissue though, snot and tears were running down my face, but sometimes meeting with the God of the universe does that to me. Especially when He's just taken about 40 minutes of telling me to trust Him, He's going to wow me if I let Him. What's a little snot when you're in the presence of Him?!
One of the things that jumped out at me was towards the end of the message. Time has gone by, the Israelites are leaving Egypt, following Moses across the Red Sea. Now the Israelites have a choice. They can trust a God who has been fulfilling the promises He made to their forefather or they can choose death by the hands of the Egyptians. Walk into a sea that is now two walls of water with a strip of land leading to freedom and even more fulfillment of God's promise. Or they can try and go back to the land that they know. That same land that has sent its army to come and get them back. It's their call. The land they know or the unknown, an unknown that begins with a divided sea, a leader who is not the world's best public speaker, and a God who says Trust Me.
Man, I can relate.
There were a lot of things in the sermon tonight that sent me weak-kneed in thankfulness of Him still being with me through the decisions I'm having to make these days. I wish I'd had a tissue though, snot and tears were running down my face, but sometimes meeting with the God of the universe does that to me. Especially when He's just taken about 40 minutes of telling me to trust Him, He's going to wow me if I let Him. What's a little snot when you're in the presence of Him?!
One of the things that jumped out at me was towards the end of the message. Time has gone by, the Israelites are leaving Egypt, following Moses across the Red Sea. Now the Israelites have a choice. They can trust a God who has been fulfilling the promises He made to their forefather or they can choose death by the hands of the Egyptians. Walk into a sea that is now two walls of water with a strip of land leading to freedom and even more fulfillment of God's promise. Or they can try and go back to the land that they know. That same land that has sent its army to come and get them back. It's their call. The land they know or the unknown, an unknown that begins with a divided sea, a leader who is not the world's best public speaker, and a God who says Trust Me.
There's nothing normal about what lies ahead of them. What they know is behind them, waiting for their return. It's their choice.
Man, I can relate.
2 comments:
Great post - even right down to the title. :) ec
Thanks Mr. Eddie!
The irony is that Hemingway is probably my least favorite author. The way he lived his life prejudices me against anything he's written.
But I did think the title fit the post. ;)
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