Ezekiel 40:2-4 - In the visions of God brought he me
into the land of Israel, and set me upon a very high mountain, by which was
as the frame of a city on the south. And he brought me
thither, and, behold, there was a man, whose appearance was like
the appearance of brass, with a line of flax in his hand, and a measuring reed;
and he stood in the gate. And the man said unto me, Son of
man, behold with thine eyes, and hear with thine ears, and set thine heart upon
all that I shall show thee; for to the intent that I might show them
unto thee art thou brought hither: declare all that thou seest to
the house of Israel.
Twenty-five years into the exile of God’s people….God gave
Ezekiel a precious vision. He took him
to a high mountain and let him see a man sitting in front of the Temple gate…glowing
like bronze…carrying measuring instruments in his hands. They walked among the passageways and rooms
of a beautiful Temple…and Ezekiel was told to listen carefully to measurement
after measurement of the rooms and passageways that they walked….so he could tell
the people what he saw.
Theologians debate the meaning of this vision…but perhaps
the simplest of theories for me is that God wanted to give these people who
lived through a horrific time new hope. Their last memory was of a Temple
destroyed…rubble laying on the ground as they were carried away. Perhaps the
copious measurements of the Temple he saw in his vision was meant to give them
a tangible picture in their heart and mind to cling to in the last days before
their release.
We tend to allow our flesh to give in just before the hardest
times have passed. I sure can’t count on
my fingers and toes the number of times that I have given up and I am sure
missed a huge blessing at the end of my wait. But one of my dreams…to move back
home and retire…is still in a huge waiting pattern. I am sure in my heart that God has said yes…but
I find myself waiting longer than I thought to see the blessing at the end of
this dream. I know that God has a plan…and
it will happen….I just have to hold on till he has all the pieces in place to
make it happen.
I sure needed the reminder this morning as I sit at my mom
and dad’s house ….spending some time visiting and preparing to celebrate Thanksgiving
2014. Every time I come home and look
one more time at possible places to setup residence where I grew up….I wonder
if this will be the trip that ends my wait. It is the hope that Ezekiel’s vision gives me that keeps
satan from confusing me into giving up this time.
Father…thank you for the reminder that you have a plan to
prosper me and give me hope for my future.
Forgive me for letting my resolve grow weak and letting satan trick me
into doubting your promises. Help me to
hold long as long as it takes for you to prepare the blessing you have waiting
for me. Amen.
No comments:
Post a Comment