Dust To Dust
this one thing I do: forgetting what lies behind and straining forward to what lies ahead, I press on toward the goal for the prize of the heavenly call of God Philippians 3:12-21 In between the dust life happens. Leave the past where it belongs – in the past. You can’t change it. Let God’s wisdom of today keep your heart on the one true goal.
But whenever you enter a town and they do not welcome you, go out into its streets and say, “Even the dust of your town that clings to our feet, we wipe off in protest against you. Luke 10:1-17 No need to scream louder. Jesus makes it very clear that even in his name, the work we do spreading the gospel won’t effect some people. They won’t listen. They won’t hear. They won’t respond. I remember it like it was yesterday. It isn’t an experience I will ever forget. I also remember leaving some really good people but when I left I was reminded of this scripture and I literally wiped my feet. It actually helped a lot. I decided that at the very least a seed was planted in some and not in others. It didn’t mean that someone else wouldn’t come along after me and be successful. I was okay with that. Nonetheless, it’s very difficult to be rejected. Both figuratively and literally speaking, sometimes wiping the dust that clings is exactly what we need to do in order to leave some experiences behind us so that we can seize the hope that is set before us. While others may prefer to follow other “gods”, let the remnants of disobedience remain where it is. Our soul, like the high priest Melchizedek, is anchored in the one God who promises to bless and multiply the work that we have done through the grace of his son Jesus Christ. We move on because the harvest is plentiful.
How often do we look back on the “days of old” and wish for certain aspects of our lives to be possible again? When Joseph and Mary, after a days journey found there son not among the group returning to Nazareth, any parent could imagine the overwhelming fear of having a lost child not realizing that his destiny was beginning to come into fruition. Having been told the prophecy on his life, surely not at such a young age would they have to accept that his childhood would be forever changed? I know for myself I loved the infancy stage of my children’s life. However, what is most rewarding for me is seeing the flashes of maturity, as they get older until they reach the fullest manifestation of God’s purpose in their lives. At birth, Joseph and Mary knew that Jesus was, is, and would be today the fullest manifestation of God’s purpose. Yet my guess is, Joseph and Mary weren’t ready and would have thoroughly enjoyed the occasional flashes of maturity. They wanted their little boy along side with them as long as possible. The question for us today is now that we know, are we ready for his return within us? Are we rising or falling on his every word? Can the childhood days of old really compare to the promise of reward in the life of the risen Christ?
Days of Old; The Prophecy; The Fullest Manifestation