9 June 13
It’s been a very busy week at work. Driving two hours each way to the job site, working and everything that goes along with planning the job and keeping it going has meant getting home very late and very tired. No excuses, but that is the reason I have not posted this week.
Have you ever noticed that the people God chooses to work for Him are usually the least likely that the wise and mighty of the world would choose for those tasks? The worldly would have chosen proven men and women of social standing and education, those with “social graces” and unblemished pasts to be the leaders of people and mighty warriors to serve as Generals of their armies. But who does God choose? He chose a murderer with a speech impediment to lead the tribes of Israel out of Egypt. He chose a shepherd boy, the runt of his family to face a giant warrior of renown in single combat, and then led that same boy on to eventually become the King of Israel and be an ancestor of Jesus. He chose a prostitute to deliver a city into the hands of the army of Israel and she also was an ancestor of the Christ.
I could go on and on with examples from the Bible of how God chooses the least likely to act on His behalf. According to the world view at the time of Jesus, nothing good could come from Nazareth. It was a backwater, after all. And who would believe that a carpenter would be the prophesied King foretold by Isaiah, Daniel, David and so many others? Or that the Messiah would be condemned to die on a cross like a common criminal?
The world’s ways of judging and His way of judging have nothing in common. Yet for some reason, we make that mistake over and over again. We look at people and we are afraid to see them as God sees them. If someone has a past that is covered in “miry clay” we hesitate to draw close to them because we don’t want to get any of that on us. Even after they have been washed clean, well, there might be some residual nastiness there, so we just don’t take the chance.
Guess what? I have a horribly filthy past that makes miry clay look appetizing. I was steeped in sin and bathed in filth from an early age up until a few short years ago. Not only was I not a Christian, I despised those who were because I ascribed dependency on God to weakness. You could have found a sheep more lost than me, but you would have had to look long and hard in some pretty unlikely places.
My testimony is harsh. It is what I made it in my sin of pride and living like I was in control and being my own god. It is an ugly story. It is a turd. Only the one true God, the Creator and Father of us all could transform that drek of a life into the story of a man who has been fully washed clean, forgiven and graciously transformed. He is not done with me yet, not by a long shot. I cannot wait to see where this story is going, but I will have to walk it one step at a time, trusting Him to guide me where He wants me to be.
He has a purpose for every single one of us. I am not being arrogant by proclaiming that He has chosen me for a purpose that only He can see, because He has also chosen YOU. The only question is, are you willing to surrender your life to the one that gave it to you? Maybe His plan for you is that you will live like King David, earning riches and glory. Or maybe He needs you to die like a criminal for something you are innocent of. Or it could be something that is somewhere between those extremes. But you have a choice to make.
But if serving the Lord seems undesirable to you, then choose for yourselves this day whom you will serve, whether the gods your ancestors served beyond the Euphrates, or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land you are living. But as for me and my household, we will serve the Lord.”