Whenever faith tries to base itself on good living, whether the focus be on external morality or on inner spiritual purity, the result is the most sophisticated of all pagan religions. Though it claims belief in God, in practice such religion places no trust in the Lord Himself but only in its own theology. As thoroughly orthodox and as Biblical as this theology may be, it does not represent faith in the living God but in faith itself. Heaven help this religion of good works when it falls on hard times. … True faith depends not at all upon itself, nor upon its own system of piety, but rather upon the Lord alone and His faithfulness. … To have faith is to trust in the faithfulness of our God, knowing that faithfulness is first and foremost not a human but a divine attribute. … Genuine faith is not the faith to do anything at all, expcept to fall to the ground and die. …Consider the roots of a plant. Do the roots worry, or think at all, about producing flowers or fruit? No; they never see what happens above the ground. They never even see the sun or the sky. All they see is the dark womb of the earth, and their only job is to soak up moisture and nourishment from it, to feed in the dark underground of faith. … Paul describes as “taking pride in what is seen rather than in what is in the heart” (2 Cor. 5:12). Assuming that the opposite of sin is virtue, they conclude that a righteous life is one that will always be producing the visible fruit that is its own reward. Yet in the vocabulary of the gospel, the opposite of sin is not simply virtue but grace. As Paul puts it in Romans 5:20-21, “Where sin increased, grace increased all the more, so that, just as sin reigned in death, so also grace might reign through righteousness to bring eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord.” – Mike Mason, The Gospel According to Job
I have been thinking a lot about “home” lately. If the hypersensitivity pneumonitis (HP) which I have been diagnosed with does not go into remission, my pulmonologist believes that it would be wise for my husband and I to move from Oregon where everything stays wet and creates a prime habitat for my HP triggers to grow (aspergillus and aureobasidium pullulans.) I was surprised at how sad his medical advice made me. Of course, I don’t want to move away from my sons who currently attend college here. But, I also don’t want to leave my beautiful new home or my beloved church family, either. My husband has worked for a biomedical company for twenty years, and it has been a good fit for him; so, moving would mean starting over with a new company. Only a few years from retirement, this doesn’t really sound like fun. I realized, though, that “home” to me actually represented relationships, security, and easy comfort. My heart is being tested to see if I will trust my good Father God to orchestrate my life with perfect wisdom and then to happily rest in His faithful goodness come what may. I am thankful that God has renewed my heart making it ready to release these lower loves if asked. My eyes are fixed on Jesus and my desire is to steadfastly love Jesus more than all other lower loves, even the ones that are considered worthy ones.
Jesus is the joy of my heart’s desiring; and the more I know Him, the quieter my heart becomes in His sweet love — He is my “heart home.”
“Never be afraid to trust an unknown future to a known God.” – Corrie ten Boom
“You will never know the fullness of Christ until you know the emptiness of everything but Christ.” – Spurgeon
God was wisely sovereign when I heard the words on my birthday, “Your chest x-ray is abnormal.” I had already been struggling with debilitating vision. Now, I was being told that my lungs were being damaged by an overactive immune system which was attacking this much needed organ for breathing. Over the last three years I have been struggling with unexpected and weird, even rare, health issues. And, yet, I am being cared for with a sovereign wisdom that is perfect. I don’t have to understand the why or know what will happen next; I just need to know my God, for then I will most happily trust and rest in His active care.
God’s ways are inscrutable, because, honestly, I cannot even come close to knowing what the right questions should be to ask. God surveys all time in one gaze. He knows and sees everything, all at once, all the time. I can’t even begin to go there. I remember some of my past. For, today, well, I am here in the moment. And I have no ability to tell you what is going to happen next, because I frankly don’t know; and even what I suspect might happen doesn’t necessarily mean it will. Not so with God. He is beyond time. He is present in all time. And He controls the minutiae of every day in the universe as well as the invisible world beyond that which we can perceive. There is so much I just don’t know! How can I even begin to control what I can’t understand?
Not only is God wisely sovereign over everything, but He is also dedicated to completing His work in me; so that I am made able to finish the works that He Himself ordained for me to do (Philippians 1:6). I am confident that I will not have one unfinished task, because of His divine promises to me, His faithful love over me and His power to accomplish what He says He will do. God is able and trustworthy, so I am assured that He will complete everything concerning me. When I actively believe these truths about my God, it makes me happy and at peace in and with my God, even smack dab in the middle of difficult days. God always acts in a way that is beautiful and above reproach, and He is laying up His goodness for those who trust in Him. “Oh, how abundant is your goodness, which you have stored up for those who fear you and worked for those who take refuge in you, in the sight of the children of mankind!” (Psalm 31:19). The apostle Paul writes to the Christians in Thessalonica sharing how he prays for them, “…that by His power He may bring to fruition your every desire for goodness and your every deed prompted by faith.” Paul writes in another letter, “What shall we then say to these things? If God be for us, who can be against us? He that spared not his own Son, but delivered him up for us all, how shall he not with him also freely give us all things?” So, if God is for me, then I am being held by the safest, strongest, and most worthy hands.
Who I am and whatever I possess originates with God. I didn’t create me. I didn’t decide when I wanted to be born, or where, or into which family. I have absolutely nothing to do with my existence. Which is kind of crazy to wrap your mind around, because when things go wrong in our lives it is common to feel that you deserve a bit better in your life. But, I don’t even exist on my own. The breath in my lungs doesn’t originate inside of me. God is generously giving you and me every breath. It is all from God. So, when I think about the good life plans ordained for me by God, and more specifically the tasks He has ordained for me to do, I must consider that none of which I was created do comes from me. Everything comes from God. It always starts and ends with God. Even when I do the things I was designed by God to do, I am only giving back to Him what belongs to Him anyway. God is not any richer by my giving to Him. God is not needing anything that I can do for Him. It is similar to a child giving a birthday present to their parent which they purchased with their parent’s money! My behavior and good gifts will never put God into my debt; everything always comes from Him! All glory, honor and power belongs to Him.
Oh, the depth of the riches of the wisdom and knowledge of God!
How unsearchable his judgments,
and his paths beyond tracing out!
“Who has known the mind of the Lord?
Or who has been his counselor?”
“Who has ever given to God,
that God should repay them?”
For from him and through him and for him are all things.
To him be the glory forever! Amen.
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Dear Jesus, I love you. I can’t do life without you. There are so many times that I am enticed to handle life on my own and end up in a sinful mess. Forgive me for not living the miracle of new life through you. I confess that I present myself to serve my own sinful desires instead of you. Forgive me and cleanse me from the sin that so easily entangles me. I am sorry and grieved for my sin.
Sometimes I feel disempowered and unjustly treated in political arenas, business contracts, etc. …
Often I struggle with knowing I am loved by others…
Or other days I feel criticized for what I consider good, and I can’t see the “kernel of truth” in the message…
No matter the temptation to handle life on my own, be near me. Remind me through your Holy Spirit that I am crucified with you (I am dead, “powerless”) and my “old life” has been rendered inoperative. I died with you on that day on the cross, but I also was resurrected with you, Jesus. I am alive in you, Jesus, and have been given a new heart, a new life; and I am filled with the power of your Spirit within enabling me to do whatever you ask of me.
Let me learn of you! Let these truths transform my life! Teach me, Spirit of the Living Christ, that I am set free from sin. I serve you, Jesus, with my life; and my life in you bears fruit in holiness, only because I live in You, until that day You bring me safely home to enjoy your glory forever.
Thank you for your justice & mercy.
Thank you for your faithfulness.
Thank you for your love.
Thank you, Lord Jesus.
He was pierced for Sheila’s trangressions,
He was crushed for Sheila’s iniquities;
the punishment that brought Sheila peace was on him,
and by his wounds Sheila is healed.
The ancient words written by the prophet Isaiah didn’t really read quite like that. He didn’t know me. He didn’t use my name in the text. But, the text was written about me. It was also written about you.
“…and the LORD has laid on Him the iniquity of us all.…for the trangressions of My people He was stricken.” (Is. 53:6, 8).
You see, when I dare to personalize peace, I also must look at the heinousnes of my crime, “the evil that excites the severity of divine wrath,” as the old Puritan would say. How hard is it to go low to the depths of humiliation to say what God already knows, “I am a sinner. I have sinned against You, God. “?
It is ugly. It is not what I like to think about.
Still, it is the truth about me.
And it is true for all of us, for God says, “each of us has turned to our own way.” Oh, we must admit we love our own way. We so love to be in control, and for the most part we tend to think we do okay choosing our own way. Preoccupied, we forget about God. We wake up each morning figuring out how to make our own selves happy. We do not rise in thankfulness to worship God by finding our deepest satisfaction in Him.
There rises on a hill a great piece of evidence against us to remind us of our guilt.
The old Puritan prays,
“Show me the enormity of my guilt by
the crown of thorns,
the pierced hands and feet,
the bruised body,
the dying cries.
Thy blood is the blood of incarnate God, its worth infinite, its value beyond all thought. Infinite must be the evil and guilt that demands such a price.” (Valley of Vision)
You see, what I may call insignificant, God doesn’t. We tend to grade our behavior by our own self-made, shifting standards of morality. We joke about our “one weakness.” Not God. Our holy God is just and completely righteous. He does not dwell in the gray, and His immutable character is eternally the same. But, it is the purity of His love and justice that demands that all wrong be made right. Where we might wink at wrong, God understands the devastation of evil.
The old Puritan’s pen scrawls hope for the guilty,
“Yet thy compassions yearn over me,
thy heart hastens to my rescue,
thy love endured my curse,
thy mercy bore my deserved stripes.”
The ancient prophet Isaiah writes, “…and though the Lord makes His life an offering for sin…
After He has suffered,
He will see the light of life and be satisfied;
by His knowledge My Righteous Servant will justify many,
and He will bear their iniquities….For He bore the sin of many,
and made intercession for the transgressors.”
God sent Jesus so that I can have peace with Him. I see the love in this indescribable gift of forgiveness. “For God so loved Sheila that He gave His one and only Son, that when Sheila believes in Him she shall not perish but have eternal life.” (John 3:16)
“For He made Him who knew no sin to be sin for Sheila.” (2 Corinthians 5:21)
Truth must move from our head to our heart; we must make it our own. Do you believe? Our own hearts must confess our sinful turning away. Our own hearts must trust that only Jesus’s blood can cover the sin and set us free to live reconciled to God.
To be recognized and esteemed by those around us is a struggle fought deep in the heart. So, although one may believe in Christ Jesus as the Son of God, the love of being known and esteemed in this world swallows up the greater healing of being known and loved by God eternally. So, the heart must confess its desire for lesser glory:
O heavenly Father, our mighty God, give to me a heart like Your suffering Servant who came to fulfill all the Scriptures and all of Your holy will. For Your Son Jesus is the exalted King above every name, and He came as Your Servant sent to save the world. In Jesus is all of Your glory seen. You, Father, commanded all that Christ Jesus, Your anointed would say, all He would speak. Jesus said, “What I say, therefore, I say as the Father has told me.”
Reshape my heart by Your Spirit so that I will not love the fading glory that is in this world more than I love the Glory that comes from God. Of Christ, our glory, it is written, “And being found in human form, He humbled Himself by becoming obedient to the point of death, even death on a cross. Therefore God has highly exalted Him and bestowed on Him the name that is above every name.”
Forgive me, O God, for any claim to Your glory. Humble my heart in the hope of the cross. How dare I substitute shameful glory for the surpassing worth of Your great name! Let me walk in those footsteps to Calvary and only desire to do what You have spoken. Thank you for covering these sins of mine in the gushing red flow of Christ’s suffering. Jesus Christ is Lord. Let my life live outloud the worth of this name.
I cast my mind to Calvary
Where Jesus bled and died for me.
I see His wounds, His hands, His feet.
My Savior on that cursed treeHis body bound and drenched in tears
They laid Him down in Joseph’s tomb.
The entrance sealed by heavy stone
Messiah still and all aloneO praise the name of the Lord our God
O praise His name forever more
For endless days we will sing Your praise
Oh Lord, oh Lord our GodThen on the third at break of dawn,
The Son of heaven rose again.
O trampled death where is your sting?
The angels roar for Christ the KingO praise the name of the Lord our God
O praise His name forever more
For endless days we will sing Your praise
Oh Lord, oh Lord our God
He shall return in robes of white,
The blazing Son shall pierce the night.
And I will rise among the saints,
My gaze transfixed on Jesus’ faceO praise the name of the Lord our God
O praise His name forever more
For endless days we will sing Your praise
Oh Lord, oh Lord our God
O praise the name of the Lord our God
O praise His name forever more
For endless days we will sing Your praise
Oh Lord, oh Lord our God
Oh Lord, oh Lord our God
I am in awe of how God works in our hearts. I am learning that our hearts are a trust account into which we make deposits. The deposits we make are our beliefs; that is, what our heart truly relies on. We can believe truths or lies.
One thing I know– my heart will yield to whomever/whatever it trusts. So, may I share about two deposits of truth God has put in my heart that has increased my trust in Him?
Deposit #1: God’s HEARTBEAT is to reshape everything in my life for his glory.
This is clearly seen in Is. 43, “Bring my sons from afar and my daughters from the ends of the earth, everyone who is called by my name, whom I created for my glory.”
Because I am His daughter, God wants to reshape everything in my life for His glory! It is so easy to drift from our true purpose in life. So, what is my most important need of life every day?
MY NEED is to be realigned to God’s HEARTBEAT.
How does that happen? Well, let me share a bit of my story. Because God uses everything… I need to tell you about a fall afternoon in 2014. I was in my car. I was driving on north Interstate 205 headed to my son’s soccer game. I have never liked to drive very much, and that day I didn’t know exactly where I was going. I attempted to pay attention to the British lady on my cell phone giving directions, but I was distracted. It rains a lot here, but on this day, it was raining really hard. The raindrops were dancing madly across the windshield. The windshield wipers were moving in tandem trying to keep up with the dancing rain. The rush hour traffic propagated around me with cars whizzing by in the periphery. There was so much motion. I was having a really hard time focusing.
I began to squeeze the steering wheel more tightly and I started praying. I kinda shook my head to reboot my vision. Shaking my head, tilting my head or blinking hard seemed to reboot my vision, but my eyes were still refusing to work together. I was beginning to panic. I kept trying to discern what was going on. I can’t see! I began to realize that actually I was seeing three landscapes! In my left eye, I saw one landscape on top of another, the same landscape. The right eye saw a single landscape, but that image was set diagonal from the other two images. I was begging God for help at this point Please, God, I really need you to watch over me. I can’t see!
That was a hard day, and after multiple tests and visits with specialists, the doctors still don’t know what caused it all. They have suggested that my vision impairment stemmed from a horseback riding accident I had experienced in 2000. I had suffered a broken jaw, a fractured skull, and, most importantly, a cerebral cavernous carotid fistula. The cranial nerves which control my eye muscles are affected somehow. And for fifteen years, my brain had compensated! But, now, my brain was refusing to “see.” What the specialists do agree on is that there are no medical options available to address it.
For six months, I was homebound. I could no longer drive. Gradually, as my vision improved, I could travel a very short radius from my home. I began to understand and adapt to my limitations. I usually only had 2-3 hours to do errands, grocery shopping, or go to an appointment, etc. before my eyesight would begin to scramble again. One Sunday, a year later, I had quite the meltdown. I sobbed long and hard, experiencing a tornadic upheaval of emotions, and I was beginning to ask some hard questions. What was my purpose anyway? Why should I even bother to go through the motions of the day? Laundry didn’t exactly seem like an inspiring purpose of life. What was the meaningfulness of my life? How did my life matter? Being at home, isolated, and alone day after day was wearing me down. The unpredictability was also hard. One day, my eyes would allow me a short burst of freedom. Another day, I would be unable to leave my home because my eyes refused to cooperate.
In the middle of my angry confusion, the gentle Holy Spirit spoke to my heart. He reminded me that although I pray often, I had not prayed my honest emotions about my eyesight. My Father was asking me to become helpless—like a child needing help from a parent. I have always been uncomfortable praying in such a vulnerable way. I could pray for my family, a friend in need, etc. But, I held back my personal complaints before God; because it felt disrespectful to me. I believe God is over all; so, I reasoned that I needed to submit to His providence. I told myself that I just needed to buck up. (Which, by the way, is not helpless dependence at all!)
But, I also didn’t want to be that open with God, because I really did feel upset about it all. So, if I hid my emotion before God, I wouldn’t feel inadequate before Him. I wouldn’t feel so vulnerable. But the Psalmist says that God delights in truth in the heart. God, my Father, knew I was holding back, keeping a pretense between us. My Father wanted me to tell him what He already knew.
He was teaching me that I am safe in being completely known by Him. I am still loved, still acceptable because Jesus had given his life so that I could stand acceptable before a God who knows everything anyway. My Father God was teaching me about ‘real’ relationship with Him. I was a real person in a real world with real struggles, and I needed a real God who not only knew me, but loved me. My heart could be real with God, and it was held safe in His love.
I started studying prayer and how to pray like a child. I learned from the Psalms how to lament—how to pray my tears. God was teaching me about His nearness. I learned to come as a child with tears of helplessness to a Father who treasures me. He says, “I will be a father to you, and you shall be sons and daughters to me.” (2 Corinthians 6:18).
“The LORD has declared this day that you are his people, his treasured possession.” (Deut. 26:18)
I learned my Father would care for me, “The LORD is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit.” (Ps. 34:18).
But, that wasn’t all. The Teacher, the Holy Spirit, spoke the Word into my heart again, this time using Scripture from Romans 12, “I appeal to you therefore, brothers, by the mercies of God, to present your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and acceptable to God, which is your spiritual worship.” At the time that all of this was happening, the youngest of my four children was a high school senior soon to graduate, and I was ‘graduating’ from my “stay-at-home” mom status. I was on the cusp of beginning a new & exciting chapter of life; I had dreams of what-could-be. But, somewhere along the way, the “living sacrifice” had crawled off the altar. So, I confessed my fear and my own weak love for God. I confessed my own strong desire for control, and I submitted my body—my life—as a living sacrifice.
God is reshaping everything in my life for His glory.
Deposit #1: God’s HEARTBEAT is to reshape everything in my life for his glory. I am his daughter. I am known, and also loved. Is. 43
Deposit #2: Because I BELONG TO HIM, GOD’S HEART IS FOR ME and HE IS MY KEEPER.
Well, by the end of 2015, things were improving. Deposits of truth about God’s worth, his faithfulness, his nearness, his steadfast love, his commitment, his desire to be my ally, were being placed in my heart, and I am so very thankful for this time. In God’s wisdom and love, he was preparing me for what would come next.
This last summer, our family moved to to a beautiful home in a nearby town. Everything about that move seemed to have God’s fingerprints all over it. But, the move itself took a steep toll on my poor little eyes. This time my eyes crashed very, very hard. There were days that all I could do was sit. My eyes were not working together at all. I had ocular pain, temporal pain, and incredible nausea. It was awful. It would be several months again before they would stabilize.
At the same time, I also was extremely fatigued. I could barely, I mean barely, go up and down the stairs. I had experienced a chronic cough for two years which was becoming more severe. I had been going to doctors who could not find the root cause. Last September, after months of waiting, I got in to see a pulmonologist. I was fully expecting another dead end. I received very unexpected news. My lung x-ray was abnormal. The doctor was fairly certain I had some form of interstitial lung disease. He just didn’t know which one. This was a devastating report. Typically, people only live for 3-5 years after this diagnosis. Then just as I was leaving the Oregon Health Clinic late that afternoon, I received a phone call. It was a police officer telling us that our 18-year-old son, James had just been in a car accident. Both of the vehicles involved were totaled. Everyone was okay.
So that evening, John and I sat in a darkened family room numb with all of the news we had received that day. It was a lot to take in.
I now know that I have mild to moderate scarring in the interstitium of the lungs. Presently, I have 59% lung capacity. I have hypersensitivity pneumonitis, and the antigen that my body is reacting to is literally everywhere. So, though I would prefer this to be a detour, the detour has become the road I am now traveling. Having HP is not necessarily a terminal diagnosis, but it could be if it keeps progressing. There is a lot of unknown; this condition is fairly rare. But, whatever I don’t know, God does know. Nothing has changed. I have never known what tomorrow will bring. Only God knows our tomorrows.
And, through all of this, I am learning that because I BELONG TO HIM, GOD’S HEART IS FOR ME and HE IS MY KEEPER. God tells me, “Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by name, you are mine. When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and through the rivers, they shall not overwhelm you; when you walk through fire you will not be burned, and the flame shall not consume you.” (Is. 43:1-2). Every time…no matter what the trial, God keeps telling me, “I have redeemed you. I am your Father. You are mine. I am here. Don’t be afraid.” You see, I do get afraid. When life hurts, you can feel very alone. I can fear that God will abandon me and give me what I deserve. God is getting rid of the lies and telling me truth! I belong to Him; He belongs to me.
In that same passage in Is. 43, God tell us, “…you are precious in my eyes, and honored, and I love you.” It is hard for me to believe God said that and that I am that loved. Precious? Me?? But, He does say that.
God has given himself to us. He will go through affliction with us. God has proved he would rather die than lose one of us—the cross is the evidence. God so loved us that He gave us His Son Jesus to suffer for us.
Jesus has taken what I deserve, so that I don’t have to endure the worst suffering of all—life without God. Jesus is my redeemer and he has taken me on as his own personal responsibility. He understands my hurt, because He Himself has suffered.
Because I belong to Him, God’s heart is for me, He loves me, and He is my keeper. This truth is becoming sweeter to me all the time. I know myself. I know I can’t do this. I need Jesus. I so thankful that He is my keeper, and He will bring me safely home.
My disappointments, discouragements and plain ‘ole tough times do have purpose. It helps me to see that there is nothing here in this life to put my hope in that will last. Everything in this life is passing away. God’s love sent His Son Jesus to redeem our lives. Salvation is more than forgiveness of our sins, salvation is about making everything about us new. In “And hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts.”
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God planted a garden.
And the Lord God planted a garden in Eden, in the east, and there he put the man whom he had formed. (Genesis 2:8)
Cain also had the distinction of having the very first birthdate in mankind’s history.
Cain remained forever on the outside of things and continually wrestled with his own insecurity. So, in response, Cain built a city, constructing his own alternative reality, as a way to run from the curse. In truth, it was a denial of God and His spoken Word. Attempting self-salvation, to satisfy those gnawing longings of the soul, Cain sought to create his own enduring greatness in his own prideful way. Blaspheming the things he did not understand, Cain abandoned himself to destruction.Pride is a battle that never ceases, and the heart is the bloody battlefield. From the dawn of time, the story of human pride has marched defiantly through the corridors of history leaving the refuse of destruction and the unraveling of society.
Yet, there is hope. God’s plans are not last-minute attempts but an ancient, long-established, settled victory. Incredibly, God takes the very symbol of our rejection of him-a city built on pride- and redeems it, declaring, “You shall be called the city of righteousness, the faithful city.” (Isaiah 1:26).
What is the cost of Shalom?
God paid an unimaginable price to reconcile us back to Himself. Even while we were without hope and alienated from the life of God, “Christ redeemed us from the curse of the law by becoming a curse for us.” (Galatians 3:13). All of sin’s curse and punishment is taken once for all by His Son Jesus on the cross. The God we have rejected offers us redemption. “He will swallow up death forever; and the Lord God will wipe away tears from all faces, and the reproach of his people he will take away from all the earth.” (Isaiah 25:8).
There is a tale of two rivers told to the reflective heart. There is glory in the story and great and gentle a reprieve from all that overwhelms. This story is set oh so long ago, but the heart of the story never quits thumping loud. Listen, my friend, and hear hope’s story. Better yet, it is a true story.
Long ago, the powerful Assyrian Empire reached outward expanding westward. The surrounding nations were nervous, and Syria and Israel sought to compel Judah to form an anti-Assyrian alliance. King Ahaz, with arrogance of heart, was unwilling and refused to join. The prophet Isaiah advised the weak, but prideful, king, “Be careful, be quiet, do not fear, and do not let your heart be faint because of these two smoldering stumps of firebrands…thus says the Yahweh God: ‘It shall not stand, and it shall not come to pass.'” But, King Ahaz also foolishly refused the counsel of Yahweh God. Gathering silver and gold from the temple’s treasuries, King Ahaz eagerly offered gifts to the forceful Assyrian king asking him to come to Jerusalem’s aid against the mounting Syrian and Israeli forces.
Judah’s king was jubilant! Yes, the king’s own strategic alliance had worked! King Tiglath-pileser had defeated Israel and Aram just as he had envisioned. He had been right to reject the prophet Isaiah’s warnings and to enlist the help of the formidable Assyrians. Ah, but the ambitious Assyrian had no motivation to stop. Tilgath-pilneser king of Assyria came against him and afflicted him instead of strengthening him. 2 Chronicles 28:20. So, the rage of the rushing River swept over Judah heeding no bounderies.
Once again Isaiah speaks using beautiful imagery to paint on the canvas of the heart: The Lord spoke to me again: “Because this people has refused the waters of Shiloah that flow gently, and rejoice over Rezin and the son of Remaliah, therefore, behold, the Lord is bringing up against them the waters of the River, mighty and many, the king of Assyria and all his glory. And it will rise over all its channels and go over all its banks, and it will sweep on into Judah, it will overflow and pass on, reaching even to the neck, and its outspread wings will fill the breadth of your land, O Immanuel.” Isaiah 8:5-8
The small perennial fountain situated in Jerusalem was called Shiloh, and from it flowed a little river that ran gently through the city. God reminded his people, “Do you not realize that I am in your midst? I am a gentle brooklet softly meandering with placid, untroubled waters of life. I invite life and refreshment. Will you not come to the well of your salvation? My everspringing fountain of life was meant for your joy.”
But, their hopelessness and poverty made their hearts envy; and their weakness made them desperate. Their restless hearts were dissatisfied in God; so they gave their confidence to human aid and worldly powers. Mad with desire, they sought to control their future by trusting in the resources of a mere mortal king. How stern the lusts that ravage the soul dictating rejection and contempt of holy salvation only to rejoice in the strength, wealth, and assistance of the false and the fickle! Euphrates the most celebrated river in all the east is an impetuous river that heeds no boundaries. If you enter this rapid river you will be plunged into the deep; its rushing powerful waters will overtake you. This river will rise to your neck and you will be caught in its powerful grip. In its strength, you will perish.
So, the tale of the two rivers was told, but the lesson was not learned. A few years later, the Assyrians completely beseiged Jerusalem fulfilling all that that the Yahweh God had spoken. The River rose spreading like wings over the land engulfing all into its strong currents.
If only you had listened to My instruction, then you would have been flooded with peace; Your righteousness would have risen and crested like waves on the sea.
Isaiah 48:18 (VOICE)
There is yet glory in the story, for the land belongs to Immanuel; and though violently wasted, the true king will not abandon her. He would bring massive righteousness to her, rising strong with power and peace. But there will be no gloom for her who was in anguish. … The people who walked in great darkness have seen a great light; those who dwelt in a land of deep darkness, on them has light shined. …For unto us a child is born, to us a son is given; and the government shall be upon his shoulder, and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. Of the increase ofhis government and of peace there will be no end.
Isaiah 9:2, 6.
The fear of the Lord is a fountain of life, that one may turn away from the snares of death.
Hear real hope meant to comfort the heart. Hear the lesson of the two rivers, and choose life. Turn and trust in the Prince of Peace to still your heart and give the lasting rest your heart stumbles after. He is gentle and kind softly wooing your heart with his goodness; for in Christ alone will you find sanctuary.
The people were scared, terrified actually. Strong forces were joining to wage war against them, and their hearts trembled like the great trees in the forest bowing to the wind. Isaiah, the prophet, is sent with a very simple message: “Do nothing-be careful, quiet, watch your heart, and don’t let it be afraid.” God gave the message of hope to his people, because God knew what they could not know. His warning was clear: If you are not firm in faith, you will not be firm at all.
This way of faith seemed inadequate to the people. Isaiah didn’t budge. “I will wait for the LORD who is hiding His face…I will hope in Him.”
But, the people wanted to control the future. Their hearts sought the false & the futile.
God promised joy to come. Would they believe? or would they choose to only hope in what they could see? God promised to give a royal son. His zeal would bring peace, joy, justice and righteousness without end.
The people who walked in darkness have see a great light;
those who dwelt in a land of deep darkness, on them has a light shined.
You have multiplied the nation; you have increased its joy; they rejoice before you as with joy
at the harvest…For every boot of the tramping warrior in battle tumult and every garment rolled in blood will be burned as fuel for the fire.
For unto us a child is born,
to us a son is given;
and the government shall be upon his shoulder, and his name shall be called Wonderful,
Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.
Of the increase of his government and of peace there will be no end, on the throne of David and over his kingdom, to establish it and to uphold it with justice and righteousness from this time forth and forevermore. The zeal of the LORD of hosts will do this.
Isaiah 9:2-3, 5-7
Seven centuries would pass before the birth of Christ. God masterfully designs His promise to span across the centuries and tells His people, “Do not fear; I will do it.”
Between 2 FINITE things there still remains some degree of proportion; for example, a drop of water exhibits some proportion to the ocean. But between the finite and the infinte, it is IMPOSSIBLE; the Psalmist writes, “Who is like Yahweh our God—the One enthroned on high, who STOOPS down to look on the heavens & the earth?”
Amazingly though, infinite God becomes a finite man–on purpose–in order to reconcile a very messed-up child back to a hallowed Father! The humiliation is mind-boggling!! Apalling wonder…God sends His own Son Jesus, who STOOPED, making voluntary descent from His elevation, “who, existing in the form of God, did not consider equality with God as something to be used for His own advantage. Instead He EMPTIED Himself by assuming the form of a slave, taking on the likeness of men.”
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The promise fulfilled. And so we wait again in calm assurance and quiet hope for our Lord Jesus to return. If you are not firm in faith, you will not be firm at all.