When I was a young teen-preteen-tween… whatever you call that extremely volatile period in a persons life, I loved to journal, only this wasn’t an ordinary journal. No hearts around boys names, memories and dreams. It was my “real life” journal. I would sit down at the end of the day and re-write the day how I wanted it so desperately to be. My parents would let me go to the mall with my friends instead of insisting that an adult be present, I would say cool things in front of my crush, I would have a room like Princess Mia in Princess Dairies, and have an incredibly cool wardrobe. How empty this exercise made me feel.
When not walking in the will of God,
life is as empty as it can be.
No one likes to live in uncomfortable situations. We want pressure ease and prosperity.
Ernest Shackleton was the leader of the trans-Antarctic expedition. When looking for men to accompany him on this journey he printed the following in his ad.
“Men wanted for hazardous journey. Low wages, bitter cold, long hours of complete darkness. Safe return doubtful. Honour and recognition in event of success”
Who would respond to such a request?
This reminds me of Ezra in chapter 7 and following. As I read I can hear the excitement of Ezra, this man of God,determined to teach the people the things of God.
“We’re going home!” The king has funded our return and we are free to go! Then he tries to sell the people on the small print of this one time special trip offer.
It will take months at a painfully slow pace of 8 miles a day to complete the 900 mile journey. You must leave the lives you’ve established, abandon all you’ve ever known, risk danger because we aren’t taking soldiers with us, oh and we’re leaving like … now. Can you imagine?!
Chapter 8 begins like this:
“These are the heads of their fathers’ houses, and this is the genealogy of those who went up with me from Babylonia, in the reign of Artaxerxes the king: Of the sons of Phinehas, Gershom. Of the sons of Ithamar, Daniel. Of the sons of David, Hattush. Of the sons of Shecaniah, who was of the sons of Parosh, Zechariah, with whom were registered 150 men. Of the sons of Pahath-moab, Eliehoenai the son of Zerahiah, and with him 200 men. Of the sons of Zattu, Shecaniah the son of Jahaziel, and with him 300 men. Of the sons of Adin, Ebed the son of Jonathan, and with him 50 men. Of the sons of Elam, Jeshaiah the son of Athaliah, and with him 70 men…”
And so on for 7 more verses.
God takes careful record of those
who follow him.
Dear friend, I am sure you know following the will of God is hard. My husband and I have been called to foster care. The idea that these precious littles will someday no longer be in my arms… oh even just the thought makes it hard to breathe. Following God will be hard but oh so much better that a made up life of emptiness in a journal.
The fullest life is one that follows furiously after God.