It’s the most gorgeous morning in Houston. Blue and breezy and just a little bit chilly. As I walk my dogs before church this morning, I’m meditating on Phil 1. So I thought to remind you, “I am SURE of this: that He who started a good work in you will carry it on to completion
until the Day of Christ Jesus.” This is no mere hope I speak to you from Scripture this morning. It’s certainty. He’s not done. You’re not done. Not if you’re in Christ. He hasn’t forgotten. He hasn’t moved on without you. God finishes what he starts. When I’m filled with angst
or doubt, disappointment, frustration, failure of nerve, writer’s block or whatever & I need desperately to redirect my thoughts, I am greatly helped by making confessions straight from Scripture that are the antithesis of my natural, faithless thoughts. Phil 1:6 is one of them.
And when possible, I love to make these confessions of faith out loud. Faith comes from hearing & hearing through the word of Christ & sometimes the ears that need to hear are our own. We need not wait. We have mouths. Speak the words of God from the page aloud to your own ears.
Speak aloud what you know is true from the sacred page. If you’re in Jesus, the Spirit of Truth residing in you will resonate from within you as you profess it. And your faith will be built up. I always think to myself, God loves to hear his own words.
Happy Sunday, you guys.
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Made it to Ezekiel 43 in my daily Bible reading today. Three chapters earlier, a lengthy visionary narrative regarding a new temple began with the hand of the Lord transporting the prophet to Jerusalem. He’s taken on a tour by “a man whose appearance was like bronze, with a linen
cord & a measuring rod in his hand.” The bronze-like man measures every inch of the structure—gates, walls, stairs, porches, rooms—& supplies the figures to the prophet to report to the exiles. Shows him every detail from the decorations on the jambs to the hooks for sacrifices.
It’s quite tedious reading but the significance is impossible to miss. Perhaps what I love most of all about the study of Scripture—besides the life & work of the Spirit within it—is the cohesion. The major themes continue throughout. Here Ezekiel is depicted as a Moses of sorts.
Well, here’s Beth in a nutshell. Presently on a most focused walk in our woods & on our acres mole-hunting. Oh yes I did download a book last night. It’s playing in my ear while I hunt for mounds & holes & moles. No no, not to kill. But because I get obsessed with studying stuff.
God made me curious.
To further round out this picture: I brought 2 small carrots with me in case I see my next door donkey but no pocket so I put them in the waistband of my yoga pants & after walking several miles they’ve now worked down well to my calf. Hands were full with my phone & snake stick.
“The hand of the Lord was on me & he brought me out by his Spirit and set me down in the middle of the valley; it was full of bones...and they were very dry. Then he said to me
‘Son of man,
can these bones live?’
I replied,
‘Lord God, only You know.’
“Prophesy concerning these bones and say to them: Dry bones, hear the word of the Lord! I will cause breath to enter you and you will live. I will put tendons on you, make flesh grow on you and cover you with skin. I will put breath in you so that you come to life.”
So I prophesied as I had been commanded. While I was prophesying,
there was a noise,
a rattling sound,
And the bones came together, bone to bone. As I looked, tendons appeared on them, flesh grew & skin covered them but there was no breath in them.
We of Christian faith in America need a fresh pursuit of holiness in the worst way. There’s never a good nor inconsequential time for leaders to do foolish, scandalous things but I can’t imagine a worse time. This is a time for the slow work of earning back deeply-betrayed trust.
Since there couldn’t be a worse time, that means, to the prince of darkness, is the best time. Leader, your enemy knows you well & has a tailored plan designed for you. An effective, methodical scheme. He knows exactly where you’re vulnerable. Somewhere in plain sight,
think of writing these words:
DON’T BE STUPID.
I’m going to do the same. Unfortunately, we don’t outlive the capacity for stupidity.
Shorter today! I tested your patience on that long thread yesterday. All I really have this morning is amazement anyway. In Ezekiel 36 & being reminded of its fabulous juxtaposition to 37. So, you know 37. It’s where God has Ezekiel prophesy to the dry bones in the valley. But!->
Before God has him prophesy to the valley in 37, Ezekiel is told to prophesy to the mountains of Israel in 36. Mountains 1st then the Valley. And Ezekiel is to preach to the mountains themselves. They aren’t symbolic of people or nations in this vision. They’re actual mountains.
He has Ezekiel preach to them about how they have been trampled over & razed by the enemies & captors of His people. He tells Ezekiel to prophesy to them, “You, mountains of Israel, will produce your branches & bear your fruit for my people Israel, since their arrival is near...
A fresh sadness has cast its cold shadow over me. It caught me by surprise but not because I’m unaccustomed to flickering light. I’m too old to be unaccustomed to such common things. I’m not afraid. Just surprised. Surprised because I thought it was morning.
2020 was such a dark year. Like you, no doubt, the global darkness of the pandemic fell like a lead blanket over a personal season that would also throw a wool shawl over my man & me. Our 2 kids did just what they we’re supposed to do. They grew up. To our great fortune, we still
got to live a lot of family life. The halls of our house rang a constant ruckus. Grandchildren running, skating, cartwheeling, dancing, leaping, hiphopping, dog-ball-throwing, nerf gun launching. Adults eating, discussing, debating, arguing, discoursing and opining as Moores do.