Showing posts with label Israelites. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Israelites. Show all posts

November 28, 2018


Are You Guilty?

They stubbornly tested God in their hearts, demanding the foods they craved. – Psalm 78:18

Do you ever test God? Are you sure? Do you ever get angry with God because He isn’t doing what you’ve asked, giving you what you think you deserve, providing your requests in a timely manner?

We all know the story about the Israelites who crumbled and complained so much that God refused to let them see the Promised Land. They wandered around for 40 years, waiting for all the complainers to die, before God would let them see what He had promised them.

How often do we miss blessings because we’re so busy making demands of God? How often do we behave like ungrateful children who, instead of being thankful for what we have, increasingly insist that God give us more and more and more.

I love the NLT version of this verse because it talks about the heart. We can do and say all the right things but remember that God looks at the heart. There’s no hiding what you really think and feel from Him.

When you’re secretly jealous because your friend got a new car or a job promotion, God knows. He hears the silent whine of your heart as you wonder why you can’t have those same things.

God knows when you’re nice to someone to their face but in your heart you’re criticizing them for their weight, how they’re dressed, how their children behave. God hears the ugliness that good manners have taught you not to reveal publicly.

God hears you gossip about people. He knows the lies you spread. God sees the selfishness that rests deep inside of you. God hates the pride, the arrogance, the deep certainty that makes you believe you are better than others, deserve more than others, know more than others.

The Israelites had forgotten all that God had done for them. They’d forgotten the oppressive years under the Egyptians. They’d forgotten how God had parted the Red Sea, allowing them to pass safely, before the water drowned their enemies. They’d forgotten how God had cared for them. They were just too focused on what they didn’t have, what they believed they deserved, on their own momentary discomfort. Are we any different?

God loves each of us equally. It’s something we really can’t comprehend because it’s something we’re incapable of doing. God also wants good things for each of us. It’s not about good deeds or worthiness. We will never deserve anything good from Him. Still, God wants to do good for each of us.

What does that look like? The Israelites decided it looked like water and meat. But that was just momentary. Once they got what they wanted, the demands didn’t stop. We’re no different. We want and want. Then we get it and, a short time later, we want something else. We’re trying to fill ourselves up, buy happiness and contentment, with things that will never satisfy us. Will we ever learn?

It all comes back to the heart. Our hearts. Your heart and mine. That’s what determines our joy. That’s where we find our contentment. When Jesus is all we need, we become satisfied and at peace.

Life will always have challenges and obstacles to overcome. We’re on a journey to the Promised Land and the terrain is rocky and uncertain. But we can be joyful. We can choose to see the good, to be satisfied, to trust God to see us through to the end.

Look at your heart. What does it say about who you really are?

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

God’s Anger Nothing To Laugh About

Who were they who heard and rebelled? Were they not all those Moses led out of Egypt? And with whom was he angry for forty years? Was it not with those who sinned, whose bodies fell in the desert? And to whom did God swear that they would never enter his rest if not to those who disobeyed? So we see that they were not able to enter, because of their unbelief?
-- Hebrews 3:16-19

The room filled with laughter as they shared a joke about those Israelites with no sense of direction. Take a look at the map, one said. How could they not find their way? They really didn’t have that far to travel and yet they kept going in circles.

Ah, I think they missed the point. And the lesson. And let me tell you from experience, missing the lesson is never, ever a good thing.

The Israelites didn’t keep missing the Promised Land because they were directionally challenged. They kept missing it because God said they would wander in the desert until those who sinned against God died. Period. They weren’t getting in the Promised Land. No way. No how. Wasn’t happening. Because God said so and God doesn’t lie.

God knew their sin just as He knows our hearts. Why do we think we can pull something over on God? Why do we think we’re in control? Why do we believe -- even jokingly -- that we could have found the Promised Land even though God clearly said no?

It’s that arrogance that will get us into trouble every time. Because we get to thinking we’re smarter than we are. And that we can do anything we want. That we’re in control. That we determine our own destiny. And that we don’t need God as much as everybody else does. At least not when it comes to the details of life.

Yeah, the details. All those little things that add up and make a life. We’ve got the details covered. Or so we think.

Until we lose that high-paying job. Until we get sick. Until we’re in a wreck. Until we find out our spouse is having an affair. Or our child is on drugs. Or until our best friend betrays a confidence. Or, well, it doesn’t matter. Or does it?

Because it’s the details that can really destroy your life. It’s the details that can derail your dreams and send you to your knees. It’s the details that make you realize how little you really are and how very big God really is.

The Israelites didn’t make it to the Promise Land because they doubted. They didn’t trust God. We’re in danger of the same thing when we doubt God’s power in our own lives. God is mighty and Sovereign and Creator and Protector. He is everything, in the details or the big stuff. It’s nothing to laugh about. Just ask the Israelites.