So, have you wondered about Chronicles 11:15? Has Jesus changed Chronicles 11:15? Now, I figured out it was 2 Chronicles 11:15 after reading the verses. But what a strange verse. "Then he appointed for himself priests for the high places, for the demons, and the calf idols which he had made." 2 Chronicles 11:15. What a strange verse to pick apart all by itself and for God to ask me a question about, right? Not really.
God moments are awesome. He doesn't reveal anything to us that is more than we can understand or endure. He is loving and merciful. You see, Michael, our 9 year old son, has a Sabbath School lesson that he studies each day. Reading stories out of the Bible and thinking about how it applies to our life today. Seeing how God has led His people in the past, and how He wants to be our leader today. Karl or I read the lesson to Michael, and he has to look up the verses in his Bible and read them, and answer the questions. At the time all this took place, Michael's lesson was on the first few kings in Israel. He had just learned how Solomon's son, Rehoboam, listened to unwise counsel and made the Israelites angry with him. So angry that, as the Lord predicted, the kingdom would be divided and a major portion of it given to another, namely Jeroboam.
All of Michael's study questions had been from the Biblical record in 1 Kings, even though it is also recorded in 2 Chronicles. I had just been studying with Michael about how Jeroboam, chosen by God to take part of the divided kingdom, started having second thoughts about the loyalty of the people. He thought they would all go down to Jerusalem still to worship at the temple, and his kingdom would suffer. So, to protect his own interests (a very important point here) and his own desires for self gratification, he made his own temple. He made his own worhsip service. He made his own priesthood, because the Levitical priests wouldn't have anything to do with Jeroboam's folly. So that is what 2 Chronicles 11:15 refers to. How Jeroboam made his own temple, his own idols, his own priesthood, to meet his own needs and wishes.
So, why did God ask me if Jesus has changed 2 Chronicles 11:15? Well, we know that God doesn't change, see Hebrews 13:8. So, what did God mean when He asked me that question?
The many burdens on my heart (it wasn't just one person or one situation) had me grieved because of people doing their own thing, rationalizing it that it was okay since there were a whole bunch of them all doing the same thing, and it's okay because we've made our own church or our own special group for people who feel the same as we do. Believe me, this fits many situations, and I'm not at liberty to name them all, too close to home. Suffice it to say, we have churches that set up their own method of worship, not the worship God instructs us to do. We have churches that force their own way on people (my way or the highway), instead of being the open door for people to come to and meet Christ. I could go on and on. In my own life, I can see how I've tried to build my own temple, institute my own form of worship and my own priesthood, to rationalize and justify something I didn't want to stop doing. But Jesus doesn't change. There will always be people trying to justify doing things their own way instead of following God's plan. Jeroboam lost the divine guidance that had given him the kingdom in the first place. Jesus doesn't change. I'm going to ask Him to reveal to me the things that I'm doing that are against His will. What fasle temples have I set up? No need to be heavy hearted about the world around us. God's Word is sure. God doesn't change. Keep following God's Word and we will reap our reward. That is the hope and good news that eased my heavy heart. The question God asked me was indeed an answer to my prayers.
Sunday, March 13, 2005
Thursday, March 10, 2005
What God asked me
God moments. Sometimes they are few and far between. Some, like Moses, had the rare privilege of conversing often with the King and Creator of all life. For most of us, it's more of an impression, or a thought that the Holy Spirit puts in our hearts (minds), guiding us along the way as promised in the Bible.
I remember the first time I had one of these moments, where I was sure that it was God talking to me, impressing me, guiding me, and not some other distraction or idea. I was reading my Bible. Daily Bible Study. I had finished reading one of the books of the Bible, and I wanted to know what I should read next. Obviously, I wasn't going from Genesis to Revelation. So, I prayed. I prayed about it and God gave me the answer. Hebrews. I was so thrilled. Wow! God actually answered my prayer - immediately - and that study of Hebrews was so sweet and so special. Unfortunately, moments like that don't happen often for me.
Recently, there was another moment. This time, I didn't even pray expecting an answer. I was just talking to the Lord, expressing a heavy heart. There was much weighing on my heart right then, and it almost became a burden whose weight I could physically feel. I'm sure you've been in that situation as well. So I went to bed, sighing and bemoaning my burdened heart.
In the middle of the night, God asked me a question. So boldly, so out of the blue that I totally felt like every ounce of adrenaline was running through my veins. I was now very alert and aware of what had happened. Whoa. He asked me a question! He didn't give me an answer, God asked me a question. How many stories can you remember in the Bible where God starts out asking the questions? I was shaky and humbled.
So, what was the question? It was the only thing God said to me. Just one simple question. "Has Jesus changed Chronicles 11:15?" Okay, so what kind of a question is that? I mean, first of all, is it I Chronicles or II Chronicles? Then what does this mean?
Greta had cried during the night and was in bed with us, so I couldn't get up right then and look in my Bible, without waking her up and causing a crying festival. So, I lay in bed, my mind racing, trying to think of what that passage was. I mean, I know my Bible, but not that well. Some references I know, like 1 John 1:9 or Proverbs 3:5,6, but Chronicles 11:15 didn't jump out at me.
Next time, I'll tell you which Chronicles it was and how God helped my heavy heart.
I remember the first time I had one of these moments, where I was sure that it was God talking to me, impressing me, guiding me, and not some other distraction or idea. I was reading my Bible. Daily Bible Study. I had finished reading one of the books of the Bible, and I wanted to know what I should read next. Obviously, I wasn't going from Genesis to Revelation. So, I prayed. I prayed about it and God gave me the answer. Hebrews. I was so thrilled. Wow! God actually answered my prayer - immediately - and that study of Hebrews was so sweet and so special. Unfortunately, moments like that don't happen often for me.
Recently, there was another moment. This time, I didn't even pray expecting an answer. I was just talking to the Lord, expressing a heavy heart. There was much weighing on my heart right then, and it almost became a burden whose weight I could physically feel. I'm sure you've been in that situation as well. So I went to bed, sighing and bemoaning my burdened heart.
In the middle of the night, God asked me a question. So boldly, so out of the blue that I totally felt like every ounce of adrenaline was running through my veins. I was now very alert and aware of what had happened. Whoa. He asked me a question! He didn't give me an answer, God asked me a question. How many stories can you remember in the Bible where God starts out asking the questions? I was shaky and humbled.
So, what was the question? It was the only thing God said to me. Just one simple question. "Has Jesus changed Chronicles 11:15?" Okay, so what kind of a question is that? I mean, first of all, is it I Chronicles or II Chronicles? Then what does this mean?
Greta had cried during the night and was in bed with us, so I couldn't get up right then and look in my Bible, without waking her up and causing a crying festival. So, I lay in bed, my mind racing, trying to think of what that passage was. I mean, I know my Bible, but not that well. Some references I know, like 1 John 1:9 or Proverbs 3:5,6, but Chronicles 11:15 didn't jump out at me.
Next time, I'll tell you which Chronicles it was and how God helped my heavy heart.
Wednesday, February 9, 2005
The Calling
There doesn't seem to be a lot of people viewing this blog yet. So it's not like you (whoever you are) have been waiting on pins and needles for me to tell you what the calling was. But, as promised, here it is.
If you recall, in my last posting, I mentioned that God told me what His plan for my life was, my calling, when I was just 14 years old.
That calling has helped me in some major life decisions. I had an opportunity to study in another country for a year, and put some fine tuning to the French I was learning in college. Then, Karl came along. I remembered God's plan for my life, and even though I really wanted to study in France, I also really wanted to follow God's plan.
In our present society and culture, it seems crazy to think a woman wants to be a wife and mother, period. But it's not just what I want, it is what God told me His plans for my life were. Is there any honor or worth in "just being a mom, just being a wife." Well, we all know that behind every successful man is a strong woman. We also know that the hand that rocks the cradle rocks the world. So, yes, there is honor and worth in being a godly wife and mother. I can raise my children to be a blessing to society. I can stand behind my husband and support him when he's fighting some intense spiritual battles.
Recently, I've felt that I wasn't doing "enough." Again, falling prey to the idea that "just being a mom, just being a wife," isn't enough. However, remembering my calling from God has helped me to see that God is the one I answer to, not the press or society clubs. I want Him to be able to say of me, "Well done, thou good and faithful servant."
If you recall, in my last posting, I mentioned that God told me what His plan for my life was, my calling, when I was just 14 years old.
That calling has helped me in some major life decisions. I had an opportunity to study in another country for a year, and put some fine tuning to the French I was learning in college. Then, Karl came along. I remembered God's plan for my life, and even though I really wanted to study in France, I also really wanted to follow God's plan.
In our present society and culture, it seems crazy to think a woman wants to be a wife and mother, period. But it's not just what I want, it is what God told me His plans for my life were. Is there any honor or worth in "just being a mom, just being a wife." Well, we all know that behind every successful man is a strong woman. We also know that the hand that rocks the cradle rocks the world. So, yes, there is honor and worth in being a godly wife and mother. I can raise my children to be a blessing to society. I can stand behind my husband and support him when he's fighting some intense spiritual battles.
Recently, I've felt that I wasn't doing "enough." Again, falling prey to the idea that "just being a mom, just being a wife," isn't enough. However, remembering my calling from God has helped me to see that God is the one I answer to, not the press or society clubs. I want Him to be able to say of me, "Well done, thou good and faithful servant."
Thursday, February 3, 2005
How Could I Forget My Calling?
Thanks to a friend of ours, Steve Severance, Karl and I listened to an excellent tape on when and how God calls you and what He calls you to do. Please catch this - Pastors are not the only people who receive a calling from God. I hope that doesn't shock you. Many people have been "called" to do a work for God. Whether it be a teacher, doctor, attorney, housewife, factory worker, nurse, firefighter.., God can call anyone to do any job for Him. The message on this tape was very inspiring. We were blessed. My heart was broken.
I realized that I had forgotten my calling. How can you do that? How can you forget the moment when you were all by yourself, yet the Presence with you was so overpowering that you knew God was communicating with you. How could I have forgotten that? Perhaps I had fallen into the trap that only pastors get a call from God. Perhaps I was inundated with society and its pressures on women to do more and be more. I mean, what kind of person would I be if I couldn't fight world hunger, homeschool my child, be the perfect wife, save the whales, encourage everyone to vote for my political party, support my local library, spend adequate time writing lengthy letters to friends and family, keep a perfect house, have hours and hours of joyous play time with my children and the list goes on and on until you want to vomit.
That day, when I was only 14 years old, God revealed to me what my calling was. How could I have forgotten. How could I have pushed that beautiful experience aside, just because it didn't match with the standards society seems to set for me? How could I have forgetten, that on that day, God came near, and made me know what His plan was for my life. I must answer that call. No more no less. God wants me to do my best for Him, according to what He has required of me. Next time, I'll tell you what that calling was.
Sharon Leukert
I realized that I had forgotten my calling. How can you do that? How can you forget the moment when you were all by yourself, yet the Presence with you was so overpowering that you knew God was communicating with you. How could I have forgotten that? Perhaps I had fallen into the trap that only pastors get a call from God. Perhaps I was inundated with society and its pressures on women to do more and be more. I mean, what kind of person would I be if I couldn't fight world hunger, homeschool my child, be the perfect wife, save the whales, encourage everyone to vote for my political party, support my local library, spend adequate time writing lengthy letters to friends and family, keep a perfect house, have hours and hours of joyous play time with my children and the list goes on and on until you want to vomit.
That day, when I was only 14 years old, God revealed to me what my calling was. How could I have forgotten. How could I have pushed that beautiful experience aside, just because it didn't match with the standards society seems to set for me? How could I have forgetten, that on that day, God came near, and made me know what His plan was for my life. I must answer that call. No more no less. God wants me to do my best for Him, according to what He has required of me. Next time, I'll tell you what that calling was.
Sharon Leukert
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