Wednesday, July 14, 2010

What is your treasure?

Today has been good...the sun is shining, my car has finally been cleaned, I managed to get 3,012 errands completed (well it felt like that many) and had a good visit with Grandma B. She is an incredible woman of faith which is what started this post percolating.

Jordan is preparing to go to Creation Fest next week which includes the need for passports and travel insurance...getting a diabetic ready for 5 days with a youth group in another country is much more work than just packing a sleeping bag and Bible. It includes doctors notes, extra supplies, special food, emergency kits and a way of keeping insulin cold during the trip as well as making sure the people he is with are prepared and know the signs of diabetic highs and lows....don't get me wrong, it is very doable, Jordan is extremely responsible and I am not complaining it simply requires a bit more planning... (there is a point to this I promise)

That said my mothers heart still worries. I know it is silly as God is in control and He has made Jordan very responsible and hands on where his health is concerned but the mommy in me still has mini moments of silent panic.....when Grandma B & I were talking about it she reminded me that it is those times my job is to pray!! That got my brain thinking in a strange progression about faith & Ezra and how the two were connected. I will try and be concise but, well... no promises.

For the second time this past week I have been reminded of Ezra...one of my favorite books of the Bible for the record. Ezra and his party of priests moved in faith by travelling several hundred miles from Babylon to Jerusalem carrying an awesome treasure without an armed guard. That's right, a huge extremely valuable treasure (Ezra 8), I don't what the modern day equivalent would have been but a small fortune for sure.

Ezra had told the king that Gods hand was on them so he did not want to ask for a guard despite the dangers of taking the sizable treasure through the mountains. Understand that at this time thieves and murders would surely be camped making the passage a dangerous ordeal. Regardless of the danger, they acted with a confidence that was derived from knowing that they were acting in God’s will, and consequently He would provide for their safekeeping. The treasure was delivered to Uriah intact!

The point??? My treasure is my kids therefore are they not also protected by God through faith...if God was concerned enough to protect silver and gold on a mountain trail, is He not then willing to grant the same protection to my babies? Is faith not what is required to dispel worry and fear? Since neither (worry nor fear) are from the Lord but from his enemy, then is God's word not what is needed in order to overcome? Is Gods Word not the sword that defeats the enemy? Are we not fortunate to have His Word in order to provide us with the tools we need to foster and strengthen that faith? Just a thought....

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