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“Called by a sign. Instructed by scripture. And directed by God.”~Max Lucado (p78)
Signs are a big part of everyday life. Road signs. Door signs. Business signs. Bodily signs. Price signs. Emotional signs. We are programmed – culturally, physically, spiritually – to respond to signs. Come to think of it – animals, plants, oceans, even the dust of the earth respond to the stimulus of a “sign”.
“Called by a sign.” When Mary was visited by an angel, she had a sign. When Joseph had a dream…when the angels sang in the dark of night…when the wisemen saw the star in the East..when Herod was visited by the wisemen…when…
Signs are everywhere but sometimes we don’t know how to respond to them. A stop sign – run it or obey it? A wild fire – evacuate or hose down the house? Tummy hurt – stay home to rest or go to work and pass it around? Lie to our best friend – or tell the truth?
“Scripture instructs.” Usually, we rely on advice from those who have battled through similar things after they saw a sign. After many years of disastrous choices on my own, I finally figured out that is exactly why Scripture is so important to our lives. It is the touchstone to my spiritual ancestors who struggled the same way I struggle when I see a sign. It is a witness to their disastrous choices as well as their good choices.
Mary and Joseph each knew the scriptures – “Therefore the Lord himself will give you a sign: The virgin will conceive and give birth to a son, and will call him Immanuel….“Is 7:14 The wisemen, being strangers did not know the scriptures. They stopped to ask for directions and the Jewish rabbis sent them on to Bethlehem. “But you, Bethlehem Ephrathah, though you are small among the clans of Judah, out of you will come for me one who will be ruler over Israel, whose origins are from of old, from ancient times.”~Micah 5:2
“God directs.” When I am wise enough to blend signs and scripture together, God’s direction is a whole lot clearer. Sometimes, I’m still making the choice in the dark of night, but it is that bright morning star that rises in the darkest part of the morning that helps direct my path until I can see clearly..
The holy-days are approaching quickly. Many in NC are still out of their homes from Hurricane Matthew, many more are out of their homes due to wildfires. It is a time to pray for others and offer thanks for signs that offer warnings – scripture that offers advice – and a loving Father that is always right beside us – in the easy times – in the struggling times – directing us to the path He carved out of a timeless wilderness just as He carved our names in the palm of His hand. [google images]
I’m tired. It has been a full day of cleaning and transplanting dirt and bushes and flowers…with a few periods of throwing ball for the girls. I imagine Rabbe Jesus knew what tired was better than me. He must have also been tired on the Sabbath before Passover. He had been traveling for weeks. Fielding questions from his followers – and from his enemies. Was He already within sight of this beloved city? Did he manage to find a way to escape everyone after the Seder for some peace and quiet? Did He sit in the growing light of the moon knowing what had to happen and pray for strength?
I often look at the moon and wonder as well…especially this week. On Monday night at sundown Passover begins. On Tuesday night the first of Four Blood Moons will occur. According to the Jewish calendar, it is the year of Jubilee (49th year of 50) and Shemittah (7th year of 7) as well. Throw in a full solar eclipse smack dab in the middle of the blood moons (that all occur on Jewish holidays), and I sorta have to wonder. After all, I don’t think God says things in the first book of the Bible that He doesn’t mean.
“Then God said, “Let there be lights in the expanse of the heavens to separate the day from the night, and let them be for signs and for seasons and for days and years…” Gen 1:14
The amazing thing – I may never see or understand the heavenly signs that I am contemplating. It may only be visible to those who will have hindsight. What I know and what Rabbe Jesus knows, is that Our Father always keeps His promises. “His word is His word” (where do you think this old adage originated?). Still…still…it doesn’t keep me from wondering and praying and watching. After all, that is what a lenten journey is all about – a faith journey – trusting God to see what we can’t.