Ok...so I've been basically absent from my blog for a little while. I've been traveling and being a Wildchild (in the Christian sense). Don't ask, cause I won't tell you, anyway. But...a few things occurred to me between then and now. Or, perhaps, I should say that I have been reminded of a few things. And my faith (previously thought to be mountain-moving strong) has been tested in small ways, bringing me closer to a realization of just how small I truly am next to Him "Men are never duly touched and impressed with a conviction of their insignificance, until they have contrasted themselves with the majesty of God." - R.C. Sproul (stolen from a friend/acquaintance's facebook status
You know...sometimes you forget that even though God is all-powerful, all-seeing, and all-knowing, He still has time for -your- "small" problems.
...the was basically the Prologue :P
Part 1:
I Kings 19:1-4
For those of you unfamiliar with the story, or who don't want to have to look it up (lazy :P), this is the story of Elijah. Jezebel hears about how Elijiah's straight -slayin- fools (Mount Carmel. Proved some "prophets" false, and then cleaned up with a sword. And by "cleaned up", i mean "ended lives" I Kings 18) and she gets mad cause they're -her- pet "fools". And she so happens to be the queen. So she send a messenger with a 300-style edict "So let the gods do to me, and more also, if I make not thy life as the life of one of them by to morrow about this time" I Kings 19:2. So Elijah does what any rational man would do when confronted with wrath of a queen. He runs.
One thing...right -before- this he's calling down fire from Heaven. Now he's running from a wicked queen. He runs and he lays down and he's like "God? Kill me. I'm done" (basically. I Kings 19:4b). He all but has a burnout. But God doesn't get mad. He sends an angel to minister to him, then he tells him that He's got 7 -thousand- that haven't bowed the knee to Baal. Elijah's saying that he's the only one and God goes "um...you wanna tell that to my other 7 -thousand-??" btw, this isn't in the world. This is just in Israel. It's just striking that Elijah is asking God to kill him and talking to him all upset off of the word of this chick (basically she's just "this chick" at -best- when compared to God). Not saying that he didn't have a reason to fear for his life. I'm just saying that he was listening to the wrong one. If it was his time, running would only make him die tired, you know? God's like "Yo. Eli (cause that's what God calls him in my mind). You're listening to the wrong one, dude. Remember me? Master and Creator of the Universe? Yeah. I'm still here. No days of." Then God throws him a bone and gives him a successor and the best retirement plan -ever-. You've heard of a golden parachute, right? Problem with that is that it doesn't get better, just steadily worse. It's letting you down softly. How about a golden -chariot-. That goes -up-. Not down. How about -that- view. Seriously...did he just go God-speed, or did he take a leisurely journey through the cosmos and all that. Was he the first astronaut?? Sorry. I have a weird mind. You know what I mean. He got his reward in -spades-. One of two that didn't die. Even Jesus died, though he rose again. This guy didn't have to. Listen to the right one. He'll never let you down... (to be continued)
Dan "the man" Golden
Sunday, May 2, 2010
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