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Isaiah 40:6 – “A voice says, “Cry out.”  And I said, “What shall I cry?”  “All men are like grass, and all their glory is like the flowers of the field.  The grass withers and the flowers fall, because the breath of the Lord blows on them.  Surely the people are grass.  The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of the Lord stands forever.”

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Did you hear it?  That voice on the wind as Hurricane Irma blew by? Did you hear it?  That voice telling her to, “Cry out.”  Did you hear it?  Did you hear her ask the voice, “What shall I cry?”  And did you happen to hear the voice reply,  “All men are like grass, and all their glory is like the flowers of the field.  The grass withers and the flowers fall, because the breath of the Lord blows on them.”  Some of you might have heard it, some might not have, but whether we heard it or not, she obediently delivered the message loud and clear.  We are as the grass of the field and the flower that blooms upon it, before the breath of the Lord.  We need to be mindful of that.  God told his servant Isaiah to, “Cry out,” reminding man of who he is and who they are in comparison to him.  Could he be sending those same words forth to us today?  Do we, too, need a reminder of who he is and what we are in comparison to him?  When I was a young girl, I loved to pick Dandelions.  We called them wish flowers, because you would blow on them and make a wish.  They were so frail and delicate and I held the power of their existence in my breath.  That’s us in the hand of God, and we would be wise to be mindful of it.

I wish I could say we were unscathed by Hurricane Irma as she blew past, but unfortunately she left a little reminder of her visit behind for us.  She decided she would pick up a tree and drop it onto the brick wall of our entranceway!  But as I look around at all the devastation she left in her path, and see how she literally turned everything upside down, I can’t help but hear her say, “Don’t shoot the messenger!”  I think perhaps that’s exactly what she was.  I think she served as a reminder to us that, “all men are like grass before the breath of the Lord.”  A reminder that in the blink of an eye, all can be blown away.  A reminder of the omnipotence of the breath of the Lord.  We live in a fallen world today.  Scripture tells us that even creation was, “subjected to decay and corruption” due to the fall of man. (Romans 8:20).  Sin caused all creation to fall from the perfect state in which God originally created it to be.  God does not cause the natural disasters that are now a part of this fallen world we live in, but I believe he sometimes uses them as a means of sending forth his message to man.

The wind stirs things up, it changes things.  It takes the things in our neat, orderly lives and scatters them about like leaves, reminding us that we are not in control; someone else is.  The aftermath of the wind forces us to stir ourselves up and begin putting things back to right again.  Only a couple of days ago, my yard was somewhat neat and orderly.  Granted, there was some work that needed to be done, but I just never seemed to be able to muster the will to do it.  Giving in to indolence and apathy, I continued to put off until tomorrow the work that needed to be done that day.  After all, yard work isn’t much fun and who wouldn’t want to do just about anything else!  As I look at my yard today, however, I realize I’ve got some serious work ahead of me in order to put things right again and apathy and indolence won’t get the job done.  Maybe God is trying to shake us out of our spiritual apathy and indolence as well.  Maybe there’s a few things that need to be put right in our lives, and in our hearts and in our faith.  Maybe he’s trying to stir us up, in an effort to get us to stop putting off until tomorrow what we need to be doing today.  Sometimes stirring things up is the only way to bring something to someone’s attention.  I never paid much attention to that brick wall as I drove past it day after day, but it certainly has my attention now!  We tend to just take things for granted in life. We take people for granted, we take possessions for granted, we take health for granted, we take life for granted, but perhaps worst of all, we take God for granted.  Sometimes it takes the winds of change blowing into our lives and stirring things up, to give us the opportunity to put our priorities in order.  A friend of mine once said his niece drew him a picture one day of a house with people standing beside it.  In the picture, she drew the people much bigger than the house.  At first he laughed at this, but then after further consideration, he realized she got it right.  People are big, houses are small.  Could it be that God sent us a message on the winds of a hurricane because he wanted to stir up love in our hearts and give us the opportunity to love our neighbors as ourselves, to stir up our compassion and give us an opportunity to treat others as we would want to be treated, to stir up the awareness of our hearts of his glory, and give us the opportunity to turn back to the fear and reverence of His name.  Could it be he wanted to remind us that trees don’t stand forever, but the word of the Lord does.  Or maybe he just thought we needed to be reminded that we are all Dandelions in his hand.  You may or may not agree with me about God using a hurricane as his messenger.  Maybe you didn’t hear the voice of God on the winds of a hurricane.  Could have just been my imagination!  One thing is for certain though; if we couldn’t hear the message, we sure couldn’t miss seeing it.  “All men are like grass, and all their glory as the flowers of the field.  The grass withers and the flowers fall, because the breath of the Lord blows on them.”  Dandelions!

IN THE BLINK OF AN EYE
(Luke 12:16-21)

In the blink of an eye all is blown away
In the blink of an eye all is gone away
Our home is not here, we cannot stay
Don’t count on tomorrow, today is the day
As the grass withers and the flower fades
In the blink of an eye all is blown away
Though thy ground yield plentiful with no room to store
in the blink of an eye it will yield no more
Do not worry about your life, what you will put on
The body more than raiment will soon be gone
Consider the ravens for they neither sow nor reap
yet God scatters seed beneath their feet
Of how much more value are you than they
or the lilies of the field He hath arrayed
And which of you by taking thought
can purchase that which can’t be bought
And through all your work of toil and strife
give to man the breath of life
If you are not able to do the least, why be anxious for the rest
In all your getting forgetting, it is God who holds your breath
Your Heavenly Father knows your every need
and it is his pleasure to provide
Do not trust your life to money bags full of holes inside
But store up your treasures in heaven where they will never fail
For where your treasure is, there your heart will be as well
Say not to thy soul, “Now you may take thine ease”
Eat, drink and be merry, and live as you may please”
Lest God answer back, “Thou Fool!”
This night thy soul and body will be required of you”
And then to whom will all belong of that which you had thought your own
And everything that you had stored, suddenly will be no more
For in the blink of an eye blown away
Is the promise of another day

(Psalm 33:6 – By the word of the Lord the heavens were made; and all the host of them by the breath of his mouth.  Let all the earth fear the Lord:  Let all the inhabitants of the world stand in awe of him.) 

 

 

 

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  1. cableguy1955 #

    Great blog Kathie!

    Like

    September 13, 2017

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