Skip to main content

Remembering the Lord your God

11 “Take care lest you forget the Lord your God by not keeping his commandments and his rules and his statutes, which I command you today,
12 
lest, when you have eaten and are full and have built good houses and live in them,

13 and when your herds and flocks multiply and your silver and gold is multiplied and all that you have is multiplied,
14 then your heart be lifted up, and you forget the Lord your God, who brought you out of the land of Egypt, out of the house of slavery,
15 
who led you through the great and terrifying wilderness, with its fiery serpents and scorpions and thirsty ground where there was no water, who brought you water out of the flinty rock,

16 who fed you in the wilderness with manna that your fathers did not know, that he might humble you and test you, to do you good in the end.
17 
Beware lest you say in your heart, ‘My power and the might of my hand have gotten me this wealth.’

18 
You shall remember the Lord your God, for it is he who gives you power to get wealth, that he may confirm his covenant that he swore to your fathers, as it is this day.

19 And if you forget the Lord your God and go after other gods and serve them and worship them, I solemnly warn you today that you shall surely perish.
20 
Like the nations that the Lord makes to perish before you, so shall you perish, because you would not obey the voice of the Lord your God.

Exodus 8:11-20
I stumbled across this passage doing a word search this morning. And wow.

Since April, I've struggled with a mystery health issue. The conclusion is that I had a dormant Lyme infection with Babesiosis that suddenly became active. Recovery is s-l-o-w going. It has been a humbling experience.

"Beware lest you say in your heart, 'My power and the might of my had have gotten me this wealth.'"  

All the things I took pride in before have been nixed. My steel trap mind is no longer a steel trap- I don't remember what you said to me two seconds ago. My once huge stress tolerance level is now tiny- too long a line at the checkout and the panic starts to rise. My common answer to "hey, do you want to..." is "sorry, it's past my bedtime (8:30pm)".

The big things-- backing out of a police dispatch hiring process at the last step- and the little things-- having to ask someone to drive me to work when it was bad- have been a constant reminder of my lack of control. Frustration has reigned many days. But this...

"...that he might humble you and test you, to do you good in the end..."

...means there's hope- I've already seen good out of this when I choose to set aside the disappointments and failures. Even when we are faithless, He remains faithful.

"You shall remember the Lord your God, for it is he who gives you power to get wealth..."

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

A Note About My Siblings

The Original Siblings These are the "siblings". With the last three of the bunch graduating high school this year, I think it's an appropriate time to introduce them. On the left is Liz. An accounting major, she provides the common sense in the bunch. And thanks to her love of musicals, we all are a little more cultured. Next is Aaron. If you're ever in a jam, he'll be the first to help you out. And he'll make you laugh very hard in the process. Then Steph. Whether you've known her for 10 minutes or 10 years, she'll make you feel like an old friend. And she's often responsible for the-- never mind. It's classified. And Nick. Nick can hack your database or take a perfectly composed picture of a sunrise, depending on the day. And he's also got car ride composition covered. Abby. You'll know Abby's been there by the trail of little children tagging along after her. And she keeps us classy in word and deed. Finally Mica...

Is Caution My Excuse for Convenience?

 If I truly lived to serve Christ with no regard for myself, today I would have... -Had a better conversation with the bank teller -Asked the elderly lady walking down the road in the cold dark if she needed a ride somewhere  Do we as a Christian culture train our kids improperly? Every time I see someone walking down the road, I don't see someone needing help, I see someone who is a potential danger to me. When the bank teller is grouchy, I am offended that they weren't more pleasant and conversive with me. Me. When is it time to stop focusing on the possible dangers of an action, and trust God for the possible encouragement and healing that could come from it? What things do we actually need to consider, and what to we use as an excuse to avoid doing something that's "inconvenient" to us?

I Planned.

I think I realized the fundamental problem with my life. I generally begin statements with "I plan..." or "I will..." or "I won't..."  Notice a pattern?  " I ".  As long as "I" is the central part of my decision making process, I'm going to fail.  His power is made perfect when I am weak.  Which is now. Then I add qualifiers to those statements, especially when I'm talking to God: "I will.... if you would just.. ."  as if I can tell him that what I'm going to do that depends on him keeping a bargain he never agreed to. When I actually pay attention to the details of the biblical "heroes", I realize that they're not heroes at all.  They are humans with many, many faults.  Moses had a speech impediment, and God called him to be the spokesperson for the entire Israelite nation.  Gideon was a coward, and God chose him to lead an army.  How ever reluctantly it happened, they allowed God to work ...