Raise your hand if you have ever been able to fully obey God and follow all His commands. Exactly.
We think we're awesome. But this chapter swiftly pulls us back down to earth: we're not.
Stone a person to death. It is a command that feels icky and uncomfortable and wicked. Why did God have to kill people? How could He be so cruel?
We don't have time for this anymore. It's time to get violent. It's time to fight and deny self. It's time to flee from sin.
Sometimes insecurities overwhelm me. But other times I look at myself and feel so darn proud. Where's the balance? How should I feel about myself? How do I love myself?
The Israelites sinned. They served other gods. They went off the deep end.
But then again, we do the exact same things.
I know this, because I did that this week. And the week before that.
Doubt is confusing and squirmy and invasive. It whispers to us over and over again in the worst moments. This chapter demonstrates just one of the ways to shut Doubt up.
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.
What if your significant other falls out of love with you? What if your friends get tired of you? I wonder if God ever asks those questions about us.
Which one are you?