Rain

"At this, Job got up and tore his robe and shaved his head. Then he fell to the ground in worship and said: 'Naked I came from my mother's womb, and naked I will depart. The LORD gave and the LORD has taken away; may the name of the LORD be praised.'" Job 1: 20-21

As American Bible Belt Christians, we might make the assumption that Job spoke these words after his dog died or he was in a fender-bender. In reality, Job made this, one of the greatest statements of praise to God ever written, after being told that he had lost everything that he owned and that all of his children were dead. The question I have is, could any of us have the same reaction to a personal catastrophe of this magnitude? When we sing the words, "Blessed be the name of the Lord," do we realize the kind of pain these words came out of?

Over the past 9 hours or so, I have seen two different kinds of rain.

The first came when I got my second job opportunity in the last two days. As a bit of background, to say that I have gone through a "dry season" financially over the past few months would be a huge understatement. I have waited and waited for God to provide a job, trusting the whole time that He would. And now, after months waiting, God opens not one, but two doors over the span of 24 hours. I have been relying on God for financial security like the farmer relies on the rain to grow his crops and feed his family. Well, when it rains, it pours! Praise the Lord!

The other type of rain that I have seen was not nearly as pleasant and definitely hadn't been asked for in prayer. I found out a few hours ago that one of my sister's teachers died. She was pregnant, miscarried, then died in surgery a short time after. She was a young, passionate teacher who invested herself in her students. She had her whole life ahead of her, and now, in a matter of hours, it's over. I can't even begin to imagine what her husband and her parents are going through. What do you say to someone who is going through something like that? This type of rain comes sometimes at the most unexpected times and can be crippling. I ask that everyone reading this would be praying for the Marks family and for the students at Ovilla Christian School.

Job's reaction is one that I think we all would like to say we would have, but how many of us really would? Imagine the kind of faith and reliance on God that it takes to praise Him during the darkest moment of your life. The wonderful thing is, however, that the verses I quoted earlier are not the end of the story. God rewards Job's faith and obedience restoring everything he had and more. Does everyone's story end this way? No, but God promises in Romans 8 that "all things work for the good of those who love Him and have been called according to His purpose." You see, Job realized something that God made abundantly clear to me tonight: He is so much bigger than this temporary world we live in and all that we see. Anything good we have in our lives was given to us by Him and is His to take away if He so chooses. Bottom line: God is God, we are not, and He will take care of us no matter what. I pray that if God chooses to allow something like this to happen to me, that He would find me as faithful and obedient as Job.

No matter what kind of rain you are experiencing, just know that the other kind could happen at any time. Be thankful for what you have and have faith that God is still on His throne and that His power and will are perfect.

Resurrection

As for you, you were dead in your transgressions and sins, in which you used to live when you followed the ways of this world and of the ruler of the kingdom of the air, the spirit who is now at work in those who are disobedient. All of us also lived among them at one time, gratifying the cravings of our sinful nature and following its desires and thoughts. Like the rest, we were by nature objects of wrath. But because of his great love for us, God, who is rich in mercy, made us alive with Christ even when we were dead in transgressions—it is by grace you have been saved. And God raised us up with Christ and seated us with him in the heavenly realms in Christ Jesus, in order that in the coming ages he might show the incomparable riches of his grace, expressed in his kindness to us in Christ Jesus. For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this not from yourselves, it is the gift of God— not by works, so that no one can boast. - Ephesians 2: 1-9

Today we celebrate the resurrection of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, but what does it really mean to you and me?

Victory over death? Yes!

The end of Satan's reign in the hearts of man? Absolutely!

However, this Easter the resurrection has a different meaning for me. If Christ indeed has the power to be victorious over death, then surely he has the power to give me victory over the sin in my life. If he could endure the most severe beating ever given, then hang on a cross for three hours, be buried, then rise again three days later, I think he can handle my shortcomings. If he could take on the sin of the world, I'm quite sure he can help me conquer mine.

But do I let him?

The short answer is no. I am so selfish and arrogant that I won't allow God himself to strengthen me. I would rather (at best) try to beat sin under my own strength, or (more likely) revel in my sin. I am prideful, lustful, and I struggle with anger. And what do I do about it? I tell God that I want Him to change me, but am unwilling to make the sacrifice necessary to do so.

It's almost funny when you think about it: He was willing to sacrifice his life and die for me, but I won't lay down my pride long enough to embrace his grace, power, and victory. Rather than be made alive in Christ, exalted to the heavens with Him in glory, I choose to remain rotting in the grave as he waits outside, knocking. Now that I think about it, it's not really funny at all.

But no longer.

As God and everyone reading this as my witness, I am through with mediocrity and inconsistency. With the power of Christ in me, I will flee from sin both public and private and pursue righteousness with all that is within me. I am sick and tired of living in partial obedience (rebellion) and hypocrisy. I want nothing less than total victory in Jesus Christ my Lord. I want my love and passion for God and His Word to surpass anything else in my life. I want to live not in the shadow of death and sin, but in the light of resurrection.

I would ask everyone reading this to hold me accountable to everything that I have written here.

God Bless.