Musing

Musing
Showing posts with label faith. Show all posts
Showing posts with label faith. Show all posts

Friday, January 6, 2012

Hebrews 7:21-25

Hebrews 7:21-22, 24-25

“The Lord has sworn and will not change His mind,‘You are a priest forever’ ”—
accordingly Jesus has also become the guarantee of a better covenant. . . . He holds His priesthood permanently, because He continues forever. Consequently He is able for all time to save those who approach God through him, since He always lives to make intercession for them. (NRSV).

Can Jesus save . . . that person, that situation, that problem, that illness, that sin? Can Jesus save? I think the answer (“yes”) is something I believe intellectually, but not always something I believe in faith. I do have the choice of trusting (having faith) or observing (looking at what I believe are the facts) and often I choose the “facts” over faith.

I like optical illusions. But I have to admit, sometimes I don’t get them. I look and look and just can’t see what it is I’m supposed to see. It’s the same with jokes. Often I listen to them and then . . . nothing. I just didn’t hear the humor (while my husband is bent over laughing). Both are, in a sense, illusions for a reason. They take “fact” and twist it for a purpose (to amuse). So, I think, facts are not static. Facts are not, then, the same as truth because facts can obviously be manipulated.

Another example is science. In my lifetime, a number of trusted “facts” have been changed. For example, Pluto—which used to be one of the nine planets whose names we had to memorize in school—is no longer a planet. And there have been other things where science has changed a “fact” to correspond to new knowledge or new definitions.

When I believe a fact—when I equate a fact with truth—I am saying (to myself) that this fact is something upon which I can base future decisions on. That means, at least for me, that the fact needs to be trustworthy; it needs to be able to support the reason for my decision over the long haul. It seems that facts can’t really do that. Facts, it seems, can change. So what can I base my decisions on? What can I trust?

Ruth Harms Calkin wrote:

Abraham and Sarah faced the FACT that Sarah was too old for childbearing. Nevertheless, because God promised a son, they gave PREFERENCE to the promise.

In other words, Abraham and Sarah chose faith over fact. Why?

Facts are based on conclusions that come from the observations of our five senses: sight, smell, touch, taste, hearing. However, I already know that my senses can deceive me. I can smell something and my brain will trigger that I’m hungry, even if I just ate. I can see an optical illusion and see something that isn’t really there. I can hear (overhear) a conversation and wrongly understand what was being said. Since facts are based on my senses, facts can lie.

So my other choice is faith . . . but faith in what? It’s obvious that many things don’t deserve my faith. Obviously science doesn’t. Scientists (from all different disciplines) change their minds, seeming to make up “truth” as they go. Even my own observations and conclusions are unreliable. So I need to have faith in something (or Someone) who can be trusted. The Lord Jesus is “able for all time to save.” The KJV uses the word “uttermost” which means completely, perfectly, and utterly. In other words, when the Lord Jesus does something, it is entirely trustworthy and complete. He doesn’t forgive it, doesn’t neglect it, and doesn’t do it halfway. When He does it, it’s done and we can depend upon it.

The Lord Jesus can be trusted. And like Abraham and Sarah, I would be wise to choose faith over fact. The Lord Jesus can save. I can trust Him to take care of my cares, my worries, my concerns, my problems, my illnesses, my hurts, and my sin. He is fully able to save . . . to the uttermost!

© 2012 Robin L. O’Hare. All Rights Reserved. Permission granted for nonprofit and church groups to use this article in its entirety (including this notice). For other uses, please contact servinggodalone@yahoo.com.

Thursday, December 29, 2011

Genesis 22:1-4

“After these things God tested Abraham, and said to him, ‘Abraham!’ And he said, ‘Here am I.’ He said, ‘Take your son, your only son Isaac, whom you love, and go to the land of Moriah, and offer him there as a burnt offering upon one of the mountains of which I shall tell you.’ So Abraham rose early in the morning, saddled his ass, and took two of his young men with him, and his son Isaac; and he cut the wood for the burnt offering, and arose and went to the place of which God had told him. On the third day Abraham lifted up his eyes and saw the place afar off” (Genesis 22:1-4 NRSV).

Have you ever said “no” to God?

As many of you know, my husband and I are in the process of moving into a beautiful house given to us by the Lord. Moving in and unpacking a container we packed up two years ago, discovering things we’d forgotten that we had. It’s like meeting old friends again, finding the things we’d lived with for a long time and then suddenly didn’t have for two years. In many ways, a warm reunion, finding a place to put each thing.

In the process of unpacking I found a series of books that I’d had . . . and missed. I’m an avid science fiction fan and this series of books has been very enjoyable for me to read. I keep my books and read them over and over; the characters are, in a real sense, old friends with whom I become reacquainted each time I pick up a book. Yesterday, the Lord told me to clean out this particular series, to get rid of it. While there is no obvious sin within the books, there are moral threads that don’t exactly line up with scripture. Still, the main story line is moral (the good guys win) with strong characters.

The Lord said get rid of the books.

Can you believe I have fought with the Lord for an entire day? That I would either think I could convince Him to change His mind, that I could convince myself that I hadn’t heard from Him, or that I would have the temerity to say “no” to God? Finally this morning, I got up, surrendered (albeit still a bit rebelliously) and put the books in the thrift store stack in the garage. (And, no, I won’t be bringing them back into the house.) Sometimes our “loves” get between us and God. It doesn’t mean that I was in any sense in danger of losing my salvation, but I was willing, at least for a time, to trade God’s next blessing for the comfort of what I knew.

Not today.

It made me think of Abraham and the story of God demanding that Abraham sacrifice his son. The biblical account is very flat; it doesn’t give us the details of what Abraham was thinking, of how he had to have struggled during the night with what God asked of him, or how he continually prayed, pleaded, and begged God during the three day journey. But you have to know that he went through all of these things. Isaac was the child of his old age and the child of promise. How could God bring about what He had told Abraham without Isaac growing to maturity, marrying, and having children? You have to know that Abraham argued and bargained, demanded and pleaded during those hours prior to finally climbing the heights of Mt. Moriah. And yet, how much would Abraham have missed if he had refused to obey God?

I know that there are other things in my life—beside a set of paperback books—that stand between me and obeying God fully. If I want God’s best blessings, if I want to become the woman that He envisions me to be, I need to be willing to set it all aside in order to seek Him and Him alone.

© 2011 Robin L. O’Hare. All Rights Reserved. Permission granted for nonprofit and church groups to use this article in its entirety (including this notice). For other uses, please contact servinggodalone@yahoo.com.