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Then Haggai, the Lord’s messenger, spoke the Lord’s word to the people: “I am with you!” says the Lord. (Haggai 1:13)
I was on walkabout, as it’s called in Africa. The goal was a knobby peak about three hundred meters high. After climbing to the top, I tried a different route home. Hours later, I was lost. The last of my water was gone, and I slumped under a flat topped msasa tree.
“Lord, I can’t walk anymore. Where are you when I need you?”
I didn’t see where he came from, but a native smiled at me. He spoke no English, I spoke no Shona. He waited as though he wanted me to follow, so I rose and we walked together.
The circular logo on his hat read, “The Voice of God.” I pointed to the hat and asked about his faith. He raised a finger heavenward and grinned.
For many kilometers we shared unspoken camaraderie, as his pace encouraged mine.
The word angel means messenger of, or speaker for, God. Was that the same as the voice of God? It was time to get bold.
“I suppose you’re an angel sent to help me, but you’re not allowed to tell me?”
He smiled.
After the turn that put me on the right path, my new friend waved, swished into the savannah grass, and I saw him no more. We may not have been from the same species—his possibly being angelic—but I felt an overwhelming sense of fellowship with God’s own. I knew the Lord was with me.
Everyplace dirt holds believers up, God sends out his message, “I will never leave you and I will never abandon you” (Hebrews 13:5). Sometimes he uses angels, at other times it’s a song, or Bible verse, but the message is always the same, “I am with you.”
Prayer: Lord, thank you for your nearness.
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This is what the Sovereign LORD says: I am about to desecrate my sanctuary—the stronghold in which you take pride, the delight of your eyes, the object of your affection. (Ezekiel 24:21) (NIV)
When I was seven, Dad modified a used bicycle for me. He added a horizontal bar to make it into a boy’s bike and installed training wheels.
I jumped in excitement. It didn’t take long to outgrow the training wheels, and they were removed. Next came the dismount. I developed a system of circling our cul-de-sac and yelling, “Mom,” until she ran out and grabbed the bike so I didn’t fall over.
Now my heavenly Father is teaching me to pedal a faith that doesn’t need earthly affections. One by one he knocks away the training wheels until I am cruising on faith alone.
God told the Israelites he was about to desecrate the temple, the object of their affection. A temple was a sacred place ordained by God himself, but he was to be the target of their affections, not his temple. There are many wholesome gifts from God—family, ministries, traditions—but when my affections rest on them, instead of on the Lord, they are training wheels to remove.
Father asked me if he was enough for me. When I said yes, he asked me to quit my career so it wouldn’t come between us. Then he asked me to sell a beautiful house, then to leave a pastorate I enjoyed. He desecrated my temples. Today he asks me to hold ministry plans loosely so they don’t become the targets of my primary affection.
Affections are like pigeons seeking a place to land. Remove the tree and they’ll settle on the bench, remove the bench and they’ll circle around to the statue. My affections are always looking for something to land on, and I have to make sure they rest only on Jesus.
Prayer: Savior, remove my affections for everything except you.
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But since you excel in everything—in faith, in speech, in knowledge, in complete earnestness and in the love we have kindled in you—see that you also excel in this grace of giving. (2 Corinthians 8:7) (NIV)
“You not come today. We are watched. Sorry, sorry.”
The phone clicked, went silent, and our speaking engagement with an underground church was canceled. Unsanctioned meetings were illegal in China. The government had already imprisoned one member of this Christian cell group and they were looking for others. The Chinese believers I met took risks to come together, and they wept for the joy of fellowship. Would I be as devoted in their situation?
The threat of imprisonment in China separates the faithful from the faithless. The test of loyalty in my culture is very different. It’s often a test of material generosity.
In the passage above, Paul lists indicators of grace at work—faith (yes I have pretty good faith), speech (my language is mostly okay), knowledge (I read the Bible), complete earnestness (well, I try), and love (I’m better now than before). Then he lays out the ultimate litmus test—do I give money?
Money is essential in our world, so it’s a great test of my loyalty to Christ. And the answer is in black and white. All the rest is soft words. Numbers don’t lie. Either I’ve committed a percentage of my income and I give it, or I don’t. With a few simple calculations I can find out if my heart loves Jesus like my mouth says I do.
Heaven watches me with a pen poised over the Book of Recorded Deeds. Reading from the book, God will say to my Chinese friends, “Well done, good and faithful servants.”
Will I, too, hear those words?
Prayer: Holy One, show me how to give money.