Archive for January 2011

Jesus in the Old Testament   Leave a comment

Through a women’s Bible study (DVD series – taught by Beth Moore) I recently got some new insight into an old familiar story and seeing Jesus in the Old Testament.  Beth Moore is a wonderful teacher and these are her insights.  If you ever get a chance to read a book or see her in person or on video – take it. 

Turn to Genesis 22.  This is the familiar story of when Abraham was asked to sacrifice his son Isaac.  The son he had waited 20+ years for. The son born to him when he was 100 and Sarah his wife 90 years old. 

Verse 2: “…take your son, your only son, Isaac, whom you love…”  Beth says the New International Commentary puts the word “please” in the phrase “Take your son, your only son”.  The word “please” is a Hebrew word which means “I beg you”.  God was not commanding Abraham so much as he was earnestly pleading and entreating him. 

Verse 3:  “Early the next morning…”  Abraham did not waste any time.  Surprisingly, this man who had shown no hesitation in the past (see Genesis chapters 15 and 18) to question God, has no questions recorded in this story.  Not one question.  He was being asked the impossible – to kill his own son.  But he did not question.  He obeyed – even the very next morning.  Also – God tells him to take his “only” son.  But Isaac was not the only son Abraham had.  God of course knew this. 

This is where Beth says we see Jesus in this story. Thousands of years before Jesus was on the earth as a man, God saw ahead to that moment and speaks of it here in this story.  Beth says that what God meant was that God saw his only son, Jesus, being made a sacrifice. 

Now, verse 5: “…we will come back to you”.  Abraham was speaking by faith.  Turn to Hebrews 11:17-19.  Look also at Job 1:21.  Abraham was going beyond Job’s words.  The Lord does take away, but Abraham had faith that the Lord would also give back.   Just as God knew that His son would go away from His side, be killed, but would return again.

Romans 12:1 asks us to make ourselves a living sacrifice.  While it is true that the problem with a living sacrifice is that it keeps crawling off the altar to go do its own thing – still we are called, and we must try and strive.

Abraham walked all the way to Mount Moriah side-by-side with Isaac.  Isaac did not go alone.  Beth says that God walked with Jesus down the via Dolorosa.  We could not see Him, true.  But she (and I) believes that the Father was there, with His son, walking every step of the way.  Just as Abraham and Isaac walked together.

Verse 9: “He bound his son Isaac…”  How many times do you think Abraham arranged the ropes? Did his hands falter?  Did he move slowly?  Were his eyes obscured with tears? 

Verse 11: “… Abraham!  Abraham!”  In verse 1 God called his name once to get his attention and to tell him what He wanted him to do.  But when he was called to stop, Abraham was called twice.

Verse 13: “… Abraham looked up” Thickets are not tall.  Abraham must have been kneeling or prone on the ground.  Don’t you think so?  Don’t you think his legs collapsed in relief when God called him? 

God provided a substitute for Abraham – a ram – so that Isaac did not have to die.  God provided.  God saw ahead to when He would provide His own son.  He gave Abraham some spiritual insight into that during this incident – read John 8:56.

Posted January 29, 2011 by Maureen in Christian, Randomness

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Full Moon   Leave a comment

Did You See It?

Did you see the moon last night?
I saw it
Hanging brightly in a sky with
the stars twinkling;
making me smile
with its full face.

Did you look out and see it
before you slept?
Did the light make your room bright
and draw your gaze up to it?

 I saw it as it sparkled on the water of the Bay
I saw it as it floated above the hills
I saw its beams dancing on the waves.

It made me want to dance
upon the wet sand
cool waves lapping my toes;
twirling, whirling, splashing in the surf.

Did you see it?
Did you see the same moon I did?
How nice we can share the same moon
while we are apart.

Posted January 25, 2011 by Maureen in Musings, Poems

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Discombobulated   Leave a comment

Do you like that word?  It is very descriptive, don’t you think?

Since I moved from Washington State to California I have felt this way.  I was lost, drifting, bearing-less.  Floundering.  Flailing.  Wandering aimlessly.

It took some time to feel like I fit in, to get comfortable, settled, unpacked, remodeled, oriented.  It was a gradual process.

This year, 2011, for the first time since moving, I feel  like I have gotten my feet under me and am moving forward.  To where?  Ah, now that is a question!  I don’t know  At least, I’m not sure.  Marriage?  If God wills.  A dog?  We’ll see.  More involvement in church and with friends and in volunteering?  Definitely

I’m not feeling discombobulated anymore.  I am feeling myself, whole.  I am looking forward, straining towards what is ahead, with a heart that is not only seeking its earthly partner, but a heart that also yearns to please and honor God.

Posted January 16, 2011 by Maureen in Being Single, Christian, Randomness

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Weekly Posting in 2011   Leave a comment

 I’m Posting every week in 2011!

At least every week.  I know it might not be easy, but it might be fun, inspiring, awesome and wonderful. Therefore I’m promising to make use of The WeeklyPost, and the community of other bloggers with similar goals.  Together, we can help each other, including asking for help and encouraging each other.

If you already read my blog, I hope you’ll encourage me with comments and likes, and good will along the way.

Posted January 8, 2011 by Maureen in Musings

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Who’s your Buddy, who’s your Friend?   Leave a comment

Am I spending too much time on the internet?  This is a question I’ve asked myself, especially now that it is a new year and it is the inclination to examine what has been and look at what is coming.  Do I have more relationship with people online then I do in person?

I was telling friends just recently that I think I may have one more year (if that) on this husband-search I’ve been on.  It is very time-consuming.  I do spend a lot of time on the internet, searching, looking, talking.  I really don’t want to do it anymore.  I have other things I want to be doing.  Other goals to reach.  Classes to take.  Ministry to be a part of.  Writing.  Art.  Exercising.  All kinds of things.

I don’t want my relationships to be online.  I want face-to-face!  I really, truly, honestly, seriously want that with a husband.  I know it may not be possible.  If it does not happen that I can meet someone who will be my life partner, then I will do those things alone.  But I do want to do them.  And then, God willing, I can make friends and buddies in person.

Posted January 8, 2011 by Maureen in Being Single, Christian, Randomness

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The Gospel according to…..Me!   1 comment

I’ve read the entire Bible through —– I don’t know how many times.  I don’t keep count.  One of the things I noticed was the writers do not write as you would write a novel.  They often leave descriptions out, conversations out, details out.  And so, in my imagination and fancy, I will sometimes “fill in” what I perceive to be missing pieces of the story.  And that is the Gospel according to me.

For example:  In Exodus chapter 14 we read about the how the Israelite people left Egypt and crossed by dry land through the Red Sea.  Terrific story!  Lots of drama, suspense, etc.  But there were some details left out, and here is where my imagination takes over.

When I read that story, I see many hundreds of thousands of people scurrying through two walls of water.  Yes — high walls.  Of water.  Fantastic, don’t you think?  Except the people aren’t paying too much attention because they are frightened and anxious and in a hurry.  They are clutching their belongings and their loved ones.  You can hear the creak of the wheels on the wagons as they move over the dry ground.  The animals are making noises.  Babies are crying.  Mothers are shushing their children, scolding them to walk faster.  The men are urging the animals forward.  The adults are darting glances and looks into the walls of water on either side of them as they move as fast as they can to reach the other side.

And in my mind I see: a little boy, about 6 or so.  He has no worries, no concerns.  He does not pay attention to the pillar of fire and cloud, nor does he think about the Egyptians bearing down on them or the fact he will have to eat bread without yeast in it because there was no time to add it before they left.  He is barefoot, carefree.  He is delighted with the walls of water.  As a child born and raised in Egypt he has never seen so much water before.  Delighted with this new thing, he has his arm outstretched, fingers just touching the water, running beside it, giggling and laughing, as his fingers get wet and make splashes.  The adults call to him, scolding, trying to catch him.  But he runs, laughing, splashing; and other children immediately see the fun in that and join in with him so that soon there is a whole line of children with their arms outstretched, fingers in the water, running over the dry ground, towards the Promised Land.

Posted January 5, 2011 by Maureen in Christian, Musings, Stories

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