abraham.

May 6, 2009

genesis 12: 1-3 “now the lord said to abram, go from your country and your kindred and your father’s house to the land that i will show you. and i will make of you agreat nation, and i will bless you and make your name great so that you will be a blessing. i will bless those who bless you and him who dishonors you i will curse, and in you all the families of the earth shall be blessed.”

im wondering how god chose abraham to be blessed…was it because he came from the line of Shem? or was it because he could see abrahams future obedience and devotion…i.e. willingness to sacrifice isaac, his own son…which by the way seems like such a peculiar form of refining…but none the less an extremely qualified act to examplify obedience!

i dont have solid answers yet, but i am sure about one thing…

god is not like us. what he qualifies as good, perfect, beautiful, or fast or slow, timing…none of that compares to how we view it. he is so much bigger than us. so much other than us.

i had a funny thought yesterday.

i was sitting in the prayer room, and reading about other religions, when all of the sudden i realized that i dont know any other god, except my god! that sounds so cheesy. but im serious. take me literal. i dont know the god of islam. i dont know the “messiah” that the jews are waiting for…i dont know buddah, and i dont know hari krishna or other states of mind to enter into…i dont know them because they cannot speak…they cannot heal…they cannot interact with me…they cannot change things in the heavens…or send me fire from above…they can only decieve and dull my spirit from the truth. they can only produce frustration, or a life full of addiction to whatever altered state i may have been able to achieve. but they are always lacking. i can never walk away satisfied.

but the thing i was thinking was just how much i would actually miss my FRIEND jesus. he actually cares. he actually bled for me. he knew from before the creation of the world that i was to be created and have a purpose. he is  my bridegroom, jealous for my affections. his purging is to my benefit, and his jealousy for a heart that reciprocates affection isnt like any other.

i think about how he turns his head looking too and fro to find one who will love him. how his heart actually aches, breaks, and interceeds for his children! he is actually alive. waiting to claim his bride. he literally is alive. the firstborn from the dead. already in the glorified body. he is alive. walking around somewhere. interceeding to the father on my behalf. i just. cant. believe. it.abraham

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