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Constructing the KingdomSunday, April 24, 2005
Psalm 33:4-11
Melissa shared many examples of the "ministry of reconciliation," when people allow God to use them in constructing his kingdom here. As I listened to story after story I felt God's inexorable rhythm, setting stone upon stone, building us up, filling us with hope, taking us home. God has been and will always be about creation. He made the heavens and the earth. He makes us into a "holy priesthood" and builds his kingdom on earth through us. He is preparing a place for us to be with him. In a sense this takes what we call "time." But just as truly it is accomplished and always has been. "The plans of the Lord stand firm forever." I am waiting, unable to see clearly except a step or two in front of me. But God is not waiting. He sees it all. And he has seen fit to let me know a bit of what he sees. Do I believe my own eyes as He gives me sight for just a moment? Or do I close them too quickly because I'm too busy sweating the small stuff? Worrying about the next stitch in the tapestry of my life. Afraid I might get ripped off, afraid I'm missing something, so tempted to take over and turn away from God who made me. He was right here but where's he gone? Has he maybe gone on vacation? Does he love me really? Maybe I just made up that moment I thought he was with me. God gives me time to live in. My little seed sprouts and I am born, I grow, I become mature and bear fruit, spread new seeds, and in time my body dies and falls away. This is certainly inexorable too. But this deadly rhythm brings me to my knees, tempts me toward despair, taunts me with meaninglessness, pushes me to work harder, sleep less and crave success. I learn slowly (glacially) to measure my faith by the way I wait, the way I pray, the way I look only to God and not to success or failure. Never to success or failure. The glimpses God gives me of His time, His kingdom, and His plan are all I have to show me the way through the dark, wrinkled maze of my own experience. I wasn't present at the dawn of time. God was. I don't see clearly. God sees. I don't know what is coming. God knows. The plans of the Lord stand firm forever. Peter calls us "living stones," Lord, for you to shape and straighten and use. Let me spill over and shout with joy and gladness as I feel your hands around me and then wait for them to come again. You ... make ... me. |