We are, by astronomical standards, a pampered, cosseted, cherished group of creatures…
If the Universe had not been made with the most exacting precision we could never have come into existence. It is my view that these circumstances indicate the universe was created for man to live in.
“There are no ‘if’s’ in God’s world.
And no places that are safer than other places.
The center of His will is our only safety –
let us pray that we may always know it!”
― Corrie ten Boom
For some it comes gradually…painstakingly and agonizingly slow…
For others it comes in the fury of immediate energy found in the flash of lightning…
and near deadly…
According to Merriam Webster, the definition of the word Exacting is: requiring much time, attention
or effort from someone : very difficult or demanding
And it is to that exacting end, of the often difficult and demanding road,
that Christians are dutifully bound….
For ours is an exacting God and a demanding fatih.
He is a God who requires much from us, His created.
For the life of a believer is not a passive experience.
It is not a life of basking in the wonderment of being created,
the rhythmic marvel of breathing…
or the mystery found in forgiveness.
It is not a life of prestige, or comfort, or even ease.
Rather it is a life that runs against the grain.
It is rough as raw cut wood
and yet it is as smooth and as slick as polished stone.
It is faith both trying and challenging and not for the faint of heart.
For the cross we carry is not light nor ever manageable but rather cumbersome and weighty.
This faith of ours is not for those who choose to tarry, often taking their sweet time…
For it is that very thing called time that is of the true essence…
This living faith is not for those who believe in immunity, free from pain, or hurt or sorrow.
As believers, we often face the tempest storm, alone…for the world will turn its back.
We live in a time of reality’s denial.
And a time of mandatory tolerance…yet the tolerance is not ours to know.
He asks His own to stay while the world chooses to go.
He calls upon His own to go when the world decides to stay.
He asks, He commands, He requires…
For it is ultimately a choice between life and death…
And it is for that very Life that we each have so chosen to die…
For we know that our old self was crucified with him so that the body ruled by sin might be done away with, that we should no longer be slaves to sin—because anyone who has died has been set free from sin.
Obey me, and I will be your God and you will be my people. Walk in obedience to all I command you, that it may go well with you. But they did not listen or pay attention; instead, they followed the stubborn inclinations of their evil hearts.