Friday, March 2, 2018

Lenten Walk - Part 12

Friday, March 2, 2018
“Moses himself told the people of Israel, ‘God will raise up for you a Prophet like me from among your own people.’  Moses was with our ancestors, the assembly of God’s people in the wilderness, when the angel spoke to him at Mount Sinai.  And there Moses received life-giving words to pass on to us.  “But our ancestors refused to listen to Moses.  They rejected him and wanted to return to Egypt.  They told Aaron, ‘Make us some gods who can lead us, for we don’t know what has become of this Moses, who brought us out of Egypt.’   Acts 7:37-40(NLT)
This text is part of Stephen’s speech to the rulers in Jerusalem in defense of why he proclaims Christ as Messiah.  That speech got him in a lot of hot water, and Stephen became the first martyr of the church.  Stephen’s speech merely recounts how God’s people have always gotten themselves in hot water whenever they decided to walk by sight, and not by faith.  The ruling council (Sanhedrin) knew Israel’s history, how their ancestors were more than willing to follow Moses out of Egypt when they carried with them Egypt’s treasure.  The Egyptians were afraid to have any more plagues, so they loaded-down the freed slaves with gold, silver and jewels and pleaded with them to leave and not come back.  But life in the wilderness carried with it some danger and uncertainty.  The people were uneasy about where they were headed, and if they’d actually get there before getting slaughtered by some other nation.  When Moses went up on the mountain to speak with God, and didn’t come back for more than a month, uneasiness turned to abject fear and unbelief in this God they could not see.  They defaulted back to making idols to worship and have something tangible to which they could cling for comfort.
This history of God’s special people, the Jews, also plagues the people of the New Covenant.  In our era fear is no less a detriment to faith as it was in times of old.  We may not wander in the desert wilderness for forty years eating manna, but we’re no stranger to wandering around in the bone-drying opulence of materialistic abundance.  Somehow, the greater threat is not an absence of things, but having too much.  The minute we have more, we want much more.  John D. Rockefeller was the world’s richest man in the 19th century; he was asked by a reporter:  How much money is enough?  The billionaire replied:  Just a little more!  Lent is a season to prepare ye the way of the Lord…to clear the junk of materialism, bad attitudes and uncleanness from the pathways of our lives, and make a welcome sign for Jesus over the doors of our hearts.
I have this shed in my backyard.  We used to call it our “barn” because it is shaped like a barn.  It still looks good…from a distance.  But up close you can see It leans towards the back, and is covered with dust, dirt, and who knows what else.  And those are its lesser problems you can see from the outside.  You have to open both double doors to get inside.  There are yard tools on the floor, along with assorted leftover scraps from projects, and old parts of things I can’t identify.  On the workbench, and everywhere you look there are things stuffed in storage bins, around, and on top of more storage bins.  There are nests of creatures who have decided to live in my barn-turned-junk-shed.  There is nothing but chaos everywhere!
Now, the only solution (besides a bulldozer) is something I dread; I have got to make the decision, carve-out the time on a vacation week, and empty the junk from my shed.  It will require more than a little rearranging; this level of junk-affliction demands total clean-out, re-leveling the floor, bleach and pressure-washing, and an incredible amount of prayer!
For You Today
In case you missed the sarcasm directed at my lack of care for the barn-shed, I wasn’t talking about my storage house for yard tools; I was talking about my life (and yours, perhaps?) and this season of Lent. 
You chew on that as you hit the Rocky Road; have a blessed day.
[1] Title Image:  Courtesy of Pixabay.com.

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