Devotionals

"Then the Spirit lifted me up, and I heard behind me a great thunderous voice: 'Blessed is the glory of the LORD from His place!' . . . Then the hand of the LORD was upon me there, and He said to me, "Arise, go out into the plain, and there I shall talk with you." Ezekiel 3:12,22 Could anything be more anti-climatic? Here we find the extraordinary forsaken for the ordinary. The Spirit has taken Ezekiel up only to send him right back down. He was first lifted into a state of exhilaration - placed on the mountain's height far above the daily grind of this world - so that he could experience the immediate and empowering presence of God. But as soon as he got to the top of the mountain and saw the Lord's glory, God said, "I've brought you up here to tell you that you can't stay. Go back down to the dust and drudgery of the workaday world and I'll meet you there."

"In Him was life, and the life was the light of men." John 1:4 The light of Jesus has illumined the entire world, not by what He has done, but by what He was - "His life was the light of men." We often speak of the "life's work" of a man, but Jesus' life's work was His life. When I want to get light from other men, I read their books or listen to their works, but when I want to get light from Jesus, I simply look to Him. As odd as it might sound, it is not so much what He says that I treasure - as great as that is - I treasure Him. You see, the Sermon on the Mount is amazing, but the sermon's Preacher is even more amazing.

"Little by little I will drive them out from before you, until you have increased, and you inherit the land." Exodus 23:30 Am I to understand this verse to say that my Christian life is going to be one of perpetual conflict? Will I only "little by little" conquer my spiritual foes? I had always thought that when I came to Christ I was coming to the end of my struggle. After all, didn't Jesus Himself say, "Come to me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest"? But here it seems that in coming to Him there is the promise of war. Yes, there is at the same time the promise of rest and the promise of war, but these two are not contradictory. You see, the rest that Jesus promises isn't rest from the struggle - it is rest in the struggle. His gift is more than just a ceasefire in life's conflict. His gift to you is the power to fight.

His brightness was like the light; He had rays flashing from His hand, And there His power was hidden.” Habakkuk 3:4 What an amazing and yet completely reassuring thought - my Father hides His omnipotence for my benefit. It is surely the most fantastic fiction ever  conceived for it allows me to have freedom of will. He loves me so much that He puts me in the wilderness and tells me to walk alone, but He never leaves my side. He continues to walk beside me, holding on to the hem of my garment. He hides the loving guidance of His omnipotent hand making it appear as if He were not there. He stands afar off and says to me, “Come.” He allows me to think that I am all by myself. He doesn't let me see His everlasting arms which surround me. He doesn't let me feel the care that envelopes me lest I should ever dash my foot upon a rock. He conceals the truth that I am totally, utterly and jealously guarded on all sides.  He hides His supporting arm in the mist leaving margin for my personal choice.

"Woe to you who are at ease in Zion..." Amos 6:1 I believe that the saddest thing in the world is indifference. I think that it is sadder than any heresy, sadder than any false belief; yes, sadder even than any honest unbelief. You see, the mind which has struggled into rest is one to be envied. The mind that has struggled without ever finding rest has to be appreciated. But the mind that has never even experienced any struggle at all, well, that mind is to be pitied.

"And should I not pity Nineveh, that great city, in which are more than one hundred and twenty thousand persons who cannot discern between their right hand and their left...?" Jonah 4:11 The ones the prophet speaks of here are the infants of the great, but godless city of Nineveh. They were those lives which had yet to reach an age of conscious discernment. This is truly a wonderful passage that shows us so much about the heart of our loving God.