"Be sure your sin will find you out." It sounds superstitious. It sounds false. Is it?
The Lord? Violent? Bloodthirsty? Our internal alarm bells are going off. It's time we listen to them.
Look at us. Doubting. Unsure. Lukewarm. Embarrassed. What if it didn't have to be this way?
If you're wondering if you're blocking your blessing, maybe this is one way of sussing it out.
There we are, panting and sweating, doubled over from the sheer effort of escape. Jesus holds us tight to Him. He whispers "You're safe now". Unless.
God's anger is burning. Not because He hates us, but because He hates sin. Not because He can't stand to look at us, but because He can't stand to see us suffer.
How can we be so casual?
For every disaster or disease or crime or pestilence, there's a sermon given by an earnest pastor who goes on and on and on about God's faithfulness and His power and His love and His protection - while smoothly skipping over the fact that plenty of people were not protected, and did indeed suffer.
"It is better to go to a house of mourning than to go to a house of feasting, for death is the destiny of everyone; the living should take this to heart." - Ecclesiastes 7:2
This verse used to get on my last nerve.
"I've dedicated my life to Christ". "Complete surrender to God". "We're here to glorify God in everything". We've heard it before. We know it's supposed to be us. But it's more than just pretty words or the Christian ideal.
It's about saving our lives.
Summary: "He's just ghetto." "That's some white people stuff." "That's why I don't mess with people from there." In other words, you are this and I am that. You are inferior and I am superior. Your community is tripping while mine is innocent. Your people need to get their act together while my people can … Continue reading Tribe vs. Tribe (Numbers 2)