I am on the Outer Banks of NC where we come once a year to
relax and refresh. It is a place for me to simply commune with God without much
people stuff surrounding me. I love what I do. I love the people I serve with
and minister to, but it is a spiritual, emotional, physical help to get away for
a little while. It is a time to focus on God with little interruption. The sand
is warm and the ocean is simply awe-inspiring. Something so much bigger than I am,
so much more powerful, it puts my finite being into perspective. The simple
truth is that this is barely a blip in comparison to the awesome reality of who
God is.
This God of such creative magnificence and power loves me.
He has revealed Himself to me and desires to fellowship with me. It is more
than I can begin to understand. This is why I come here to begin with. Just to
soak in the Almighty. That and to wrestle a bit with God. That concept used to
bother me. I mean, aren't we followers just to accept and obey? Didn't questions get Job in trouble? However, the questions are real and God knows I
have them, so it seems a bit naive to think He doesn't. I am not here to argue,
per se, just to let Him know I do not understand stuff, quite a bit of stuff,
actually. So I come to relax and to wrestle.
Every trip down here carries the tradition of rising early
enough to watch the sunrise over the Atlantic. There are few who join me on the
beach, so it is just me and the Lord of creation reveling in His handiwork. The reddish
glow sends out shards of crimson light until the brilliant orb that is the sun
creeps over the horizon. It seems to accelerate as it climbs to the sky and
become too intense to view. Long walks down the nearly deserted beach give me
time to reflect and absorb a little natural vitamin “D.” Usually the time is
also filled with brownies, pizza, fudge from the little store in Nags Head,
some ice cream and M&Ms. But this year I am determined to be more
disciplined and remove body jello rather than add to it, So I brought our old
beat up bike.
Riding a bike on the Outer Banks has one clear advantage,
there are no hills to climb, just miles of flat blacktop. One clear disadvantage
is that there are no hills to coast down. As my rides tend to head south, there
is a prevailing southern wind to keep you warm and yet cooled at the same time.
I learned that a 13 to 15 MPH headwind is worse than it sounds on the weather
channel. There is no coasting. If you don’t peddle you tip over into the sand
burs on the edge of the highway. This
being true, the 17 mile ride to Avon took more effort than I expected. My
longest ride in a couple of years was the day before, a round trip of 6 miles
with no headwind. Still, as old as I am getting, it felt good to have made the
ride and the muscles are none the worse for wear when I bounded out of bed this
morning.
The lesson learned is that if there is no resistance, there
is no increase in strength. If there is no time of wrestling, there is no
advancement in skill or stamina. Such is true on the spiritual level as well. Paul
has told us in Eph 6:12 that “We do not fight against flesh and blood, but
against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of
this age, against spiritual wickedness in the heavenlies.” Wrestling with such
things serves to strengthen our faith and resolve for, “we overwhelmingly
conquer through Him who loved us” (Rom 8:37). However, there is evidence that
there is other wrestling that goes on. Jacob, for example, wrestled with the
Angel of the Lord in Genesis 32 and Hosea highlights this in Hosea 12. Jacob
wrestled and would not let go until God blessed him. Jabez, I Chron 4:10,
offers a prayer that is almost a time of wrestling with God so that God might
bless him and enlarge his borders.
I wrestle with a variety of things. Like why God allows for death to suddenly take one of His beloved saints. Why a couple I know,
whose gentle spirit reflects that of the Lord beyond anyone I can think of. With
them God allowed victory over cancer and then allowed Parkinson disease to be
its replacement. I do not understand. I wonder why some things in Scripture are
obvious, like salvation found in Messiah alone, or the fact that we all will
die. However some things are vague, like how to organize an assembly of
believers, Elders, Deacons, Pastors, home churches, cathedrals that glorify the
Lord? What of future events, Pre, Post, Mid Trib rapture or no rapture at all.
Old Testament Saints, New Testament saints and Tribulation saints, where does
it all fit? Then there is the biggy in my head, grace and works or grace and
obedience to God’s Word. Grace is obvious and has been from Genesis one until
now. Most agree that obedience to God’s Word is important. Yet it seems to be
true only if I get to pick what part of God’s Word I choose to obey. There are
many things to wrestle with, both with God and with others who follow Yeshua
Messiah, Jesus the son of God. But it is time to hit the beach so we will
continue to wrestle a bit next week.
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