I will listen to what
the LORD God is saying, for He is speaking peace to His faithful people and to
those who turn their hearts to Him. Psalm
85:8
He replied, “Why do
you ask my name? It is beyond understanding.” Judges 13:18
As
I wade hip-deep through the muck of Judges this month, it is all pretty much
beyond my understanding, God’s ways with His straying and stumbling peoples.
Although,
I guess even my ways are beyond understanding. Just before I went to bed last
night, I turned on my flashlight iPhone and took an empty oatmeal can out to
the little river of grey water muck that lines both sides of the street to
catch sewer cockroaches for my class this morning.
I
am teaching about Opens or Warm-ups that tie into student background knowledge.
And although my four-inch cockroaches don’t exactly match the warm fuzziness of
the inspiring article we read Thursday: By now your students will be buzzing with the understanding
that yours is no ordinary classroom. The startling expectations, the joyful
learning, and the quiet thrill in their heart is evidence enough that it’s
going to be a remarkable year, at least it will
get their attention.
And Our Father wants our attention.
And if one is seeing, really seeing
(which is the overarching theme of today’s lessons), the glorious thread
weaving throughout all of the Old Testament craziness is His kindness and
patience. Man, that Sampson was a big goofball who careened through bad painful
choice after bad painful choice and yet, somehow, at the end of it all, bound
and blinded, he at last came to the end of himself and turned his heart to his
sovereign Lord.
And if sunsets settling over the
Rincons don't do it, then our loving Father will turn to cockroaches or locusts
or the death of dreams to draw our eyes back to Him and His unending love.
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