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B90X2016D6 Quail and Complaining

Humans can’t really understand how God can do it.  When I hear someone complaining, I don’t want to reward it, I tend towards a punitive reaction.

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There is a situation noted in the sixteenth chapter of Exodus where the Exodonians are complaining to Moses about their conditions.  Antithetically speaking their complaining doesn’t repel Father it attracted Him.  Father’s compassionate heart towards His people brought about His Presence with them.

The incident in question here highlights the miracle of the “What is it?” and the quail.  Manna would appear 6 of 7 mornings and quail landed in the evening.  So much quail, one verse says it was coming out their noses. Wow!

The Children of Israel had a faithful, loving, and kind Heavenly Father who cared so much that even in their complaining He took care of them.  This is not a formula I typically prescribe.  Thankfulness attracts presence better than complaining.  Let’s err on the side of gratitude to experience Father’s present daily work in our lives.  I don’t know of many situations where complaining does this, however, this Exodus 16 story does state otherwise. What an amazing God we know and serve.  I want to be more like Him.

“Moses and Aaron told the People of Israel,  ”This evening you will know that it is God who brought you out of Egypt; and in the morning you will see the Glory of God.  Yes, he listens to your complaints against him.” (Message)

‘Better is one day in your courts, than a thousand elsewhere.’ Ps.84

2016B90X Day 5 Exodus Passover

I have heard of people who faint at the sight of blood.  Fifteen percent of us have our blood pressure drop when the red liquid is in sight.  Admittedly, when I see someone’s life source pouring out of their body, I want to make it stop so no other issues occur, like death.

The nauseous sensation when one sees blood is universal and timeless.  It made me think about the incident in Exodus 12 where the Lord is at the end of his rope in dealing with Pharaoh and the Egyptians.  The last plague involved death to every firstborn male in a household.  Whether it was Pharoah’s firstborn or the firstborn of a slave-girl, even the firstborn of animals born to ones home, there was going to be wailing and a lament unlike anything anyone had heard before.

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The solution to not having this happen was to slaughter a young lamb and to take its blood and apply it to your house.  Fortunately the blood from one lamb could be shared just a bit.  But the idea was that every household used their own possession because there is something about a sacrifice when it costs something.

But I digress, this idea of using fresh blood to protect a household from the angel of death is quite a precaution.  So for the hearers of the news on what to do, it must have been a head-scratcher.  The prophetic implications of this action was not known then, but is significantly clear to us today. Never-the-less, if one applied blood from a lamb to the main doorway into their house it saved their lives.

There is so much that can be said about this action.  Bottom line- it is the presence of Jesus, the spotless, young lamb of God, that saves you and me, even if it just the presence of His blood.  It is only when we apply the blood of Jesus to our lives, to the proverbial doorpost of our heart and mind, that we can be saved from a death that brings a wailing and lament like no other we can imagine.

Living in the presence of Jesus is both a now and a later blessing.  Salvation is not just for the future, it makes life so much better now.  It makes living on planet earth that much better.  I would rather live in the presence of the Lord than any other option.  How about you?

But God

Are there two words that mean more than these two in our vocabulary?

They are like a wrecking ball, a 2×4 upside the noggin, or a tsunami about to hit shore.  Or conversely it can be the touch of a loving hand at just the right time, a gentle word that turns away wrath, an ordinance specialist dismantling a highly explosive bomb, a heralded arrival of Father’s Glory, or a soothing balm.  They both show a side of things often forgotten.  They reveal a nature outside our own.  They highlight a sovereign, loving Father whose ways are far above our ways.

But God chose the foolish things of the world to shame the wise; God chose the weak things of the world to shame the strong. 1 Cor 1:27 NIV

Indeed he was ill, and almost died. But God had mercy on him, and not on him only but also on me, to spare me sorrow upon sorrow. Phil 2:27 NIV

But God, being rich in mercy, because of His great love with which He loved us,  Eph 2:4 NASB

So you are no longer a slave, but God’s child; and since you are his child, God has made you also an heir.  Gal 4:7 NIV

I planted, Apollos watered, but God was causing the growth. 1 Cor 3:6 NASB

 

 

Blessed to be a blessing

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Sometimes when a thing is over used it becomes less significant.
Sometimes when a saying is repeated too often it becomes pithy.

I have thought the latter about the saying above.  There was a time when it was reiterated so often that it lost its punch.  ”you are blessed to be a blessing.”  I didn’t resent it, but it did become diluted to the point of it meaning less.

The reality of it is still true.  When Continue reading

B90X- Alter fire in Leviticus

I can remember the last thing the best man said at my wedding to Christie and I in his toast.  His name was Jeff.  He was a pretty lanky and thin fellow, as we all were back then.  And in typical Wildwood fashion, why do something once when you can do it twice as aggressive and with gusto, he raise not one, but two glasses of champagne.  Then said, “Keep the faith.”

That was approaching 32 years ago.  Little did I know how poignant his concluding words would be.

Faith must be kindled, stoked, maintained, perpetuated, supported, watered, fertilized, sustained, conserved, preserved, protected, upheld, and prolonged.

And most of all it must be kept.  It cannot be ignored, neglected, disregarded, abandoned, shirked, deserted, disclaimed, disowned, or disavowed.

I love reading the Bible.  I love reading the Bible in 90 days.  I love how the discipline of reading cover to cover forces me to read through material I normally would not.  I love how some ideas, words, or scenes of what may be happening in the text, come to life.

Last night I was reading through Leviticus.  First, I want to say that folks who disparage Leviticus and call it a sleeping aid, should stop that.  It is one of God’s words and needs to be treated thoughtfully and with care.

Three verses or ideas popped out at me:

brazen alter fireLeviticus 6:9 “Give Aaron and his sons this command: ‘These are the regulations for the burnt offering: The burnt offering is to remain on the altar hearth throughout the night, till morning, and the fire must be kept burning on the altar.”

Leviticus 6:12 “The fire on the altar must be kept burning; it must not go out. Every morning the priest is to add firewood and arrange the burnt offering on the fire and burn the fat of the fellowship offerings on it.”

Leviticus 6:13 “The fire must be kept burning on the altar continuously; it must not go out.”

If I understand this correctly, for nearly 40 years or more, the fire of the brazen alter was never extinguished or went out naturally.  Wow.  That required vigilance.  That required much help and attention.

Where did all that wood come from in the desert?  Did that mean someone had to carry ashes on their head from one camp location to another?  Who was responsible to find, fell, chop, split, haul, and maintain a wood pile for the alter?  What kind of wood was it typically? Did it burn hot and clean like scrub oak or messy like pine?  I digress.

The point Father was trying to make to me last night was that this fire could not be ignored.  It had to be kept and maintained.  Much like out faith, it can’t just go on cruise control, one will eventually run out of gas.

As my friend Jeff said, “Keep the faith.”  And not just with one glass, but with two, both hands raised, with gusto, with emphasis, and forever.