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A Type of Christ

How many times does Moses cry out to the LORD for others as intercessor? After reading through Exodus and Leviticus and now in Numbers, Moses’ as a type of Christ seems clearer than ever. In literature, types commonly abound, being representative or symbolic of something to come. Biblical types are not perfect imitations but flawed characters pointing the way to Christ.  Moses is clearly a deliverer “type.” Nothing could be clearer when looking at Exodus and God’s sending of Moses into Egypt to deliver His people from bondage, which is an easy type to see. God speaks to Moses “mouth to mouth, even openly, and not in dark sayings” (Num. 13:8, NASB revised) and sends him from his curious investigations of a burning bush in the wilderness into the darkness of Egypt, the place from which he has fled in fear and humiliation. Unlike Christ, this Moses is far from perfect, having fled from Pharaoh after murdering an Egyptian for beating a fellow Hebrew. This man who murders and hides...

He Is Enough (Lev. 9-10; Num. 10)

Studying Exodus and reading through Leviticus and Numbers now has made me eager to read even more. Honestly, it is hard to stop at just a few chapters of study each day. Maybe that’s not exactly what you’ve always heard though about these “dry” chapters of the Bible. I have always heard that I will get bogged down if I read through these in order, but I have to say that this time that has definitely not been the case. I was so pumped up about my lengthy time reading Exodus that my summer group is now studying it, and I am extending my study to better have the full picture. God’s character and nature clearly reveal themselves in these books, showing that He is not only compassionate and slow to anger but also loving and sovereign.  His presence is truly all that is necessary, yet we often get distracted or lost in the desert that this world is and forget that truth. I was reminded of this today as I was reading in Leviticus. God’s cloud covering over the tabernacle by day, whic...

Lessons in Exodus

Exodus has blown me away as I’ve been slowly reading through and studying it during my devotions each morning.  This book has  reminded me once again  how God works through the Spirit, making each day new, teaching in different ways, revealing things that hid  from me  before, especially His sovereignty. One of the first things  I noticed  this time was  how much Samuel’s willingness to answer a call resembles Moses’. Moses responds to God’s call with, “Here I am” (3:7, NASB) just as Samuel does when God calls out to him (I Sam. 3:4). Although Samuel’s call  comes  in the darkness of night and Moses’ call  is  in the desert and involv ed a burning bush, both calls co me to men who did not know God  at the time of the call  (I Sam. 3:7, Ex. 3:4-6) and both  willingly  answered the call. This reminder that God calls and equips for His purposes those who are curious about Him and willing to serve is timely...

When Seed Takes Root (Matthew 13; Luke 8)

Until one has lived a long while, it is impossible to see the importance of discipleship, but I have lived long enough to see the evidence accumulate. At eighteen I moved to Auburn for my last two years of college, coming from the small mountain community (flat as it may be) in North Alabama where I grew up. Until I reached Auburn, I never had anyone truly pour into me the teaching of the Word, only the gospel itself through reading or preaching. I had never had anyone come alongside me to disciple me and teach me how to walk out my faith and to begin living in a way that would please God.   I attended church, read my Bible, and prayed, but far too often failed to live in a way that glorified Him. In short, I was shallow beyond belief. Jesus often taught in parables, and only those who had “ears to hear” heard. I spent many years reading these parables and many years failing to truly understand them much less apply them to my own life. One of these parables is the Parable of th...

A Blank Slate (1 Jn. 3)

When one becomes a Christian, he or she is no tabula rasa . I write this as I wait in anticipation for my first grandchild to be born. Brantley Mark will be here soon, less than a month, and his brand new life will begin. People often believe that children come as blank slates waiting for the imprinting on their lives that will determine who or what they will become. In some ways, they do. Children learn from their parents, the world around them, society . . . each one has a normal that varies from all other normals. However, each child comes already broken in the sense that he/she is born a sinner, inheriting Adam’s sin upon birth. There has never been a perfect child born who is free from rebellion before Jesus was born, otherwise, mankind wouldn’t have needed Jesus to save us from our sin. Think about it. Even the first children born to man had issues. Cain killed Abel because “his deeds were evil, and his brother’s were righteous” (1 Jn. 3:12). One of the first babies born to m...

TL:DR

Each year dictionaries publish lists of new words added to the English language as well as words with different connotations that have previously been published. Recently I began hearing of Merriam-Webster’s list of the 840 new words added in September to its dictionary. One of the new entries I came across is the title above: TL:DR . For the uninitiated in this kind of text speak abbreviation becoming common to this generation, this means “too long; didn’t read.” Unfortunately, this entry (and many others more disturbing) shows the change in our world from actually reading newspaper articles, books, and the Bible to reading nothing longer than a Tweet or a brief rant on Facebook or Instagram (or fill in the blank with your particular social media poison). What these publications lack in quantity of words, the quantity of “posts” compensate for leaving today’s readers with a huge quantity of words that are disturbingly disconnected. Also rather troubling to me, not only as a regula...

Unlocking the Word-Hoard (Jn. 17)

In reading Beowulf with my seniors this past week, I came across one of my favorite images in literature: the idea of Beowulf unlocking his “word-hoard” (Roberts ed.) and speaking his storehouse of thoughts.   Thinking on this seems to have unlocked my own, as this summer was quiet, reflective, and restful, I had taken to writing my thoughts on paper instead of blogging them. In retrospect, all of my studies this summer have been tied to THE WORD. Genesis and John and Revelation all reveal the power of the Word at creation, on the earth, and at the end, and Psalms reveals His glory, Proverbs His wisdom. Today, as I sit reading and pondering John 17, the recorded prayers of the Word Himself offer me encouragement. When Jesus finishes the work that God had given Him to do, and He had spoken all of the words the disciples needed to hear from Him in order to believe and obey, he lifts them (and all the ones to come in the future as mentioned in verse 20) up to the Father in pr...

My God Is Not a Super Hero

I really like literature and reading, and as such, series often appeal to me. I like to know the breadth and depth of a story, the whole complex mess. This year at school, I immersed my seniors in the idea of story and its heroes, beginning and ending with the idea that we create heroes because we live in a fallen world that only Christ can redeem.   As such, I have immersed myself in studying the heroes of literature and comparing them to the heroes this generation is creating through its favorite media forms—TV and movies. It was only natural that when Avengers: Infinity War by Marvel Comics debuted in the spring that my students would go see it and want to talk to me about it. However, at the time I was moving, so I told them to hold that thought until I could go see it. Well, yesterday I finally had a chance to go see it, and I have been stewing on it since. Warning: Plot Spoilers Ahead . . . My first reaction to the movie was to engage it on the level of enjoyment. I c...

The Kingdom of Heaven (Jn. 8; Matt. 5)

In the summer I blog often because I have much more time to type my thoughts about the way the Lord is working in me, but this year I’ve scribbled them down instead, going back to an old-fashioned journal. I had forgotten how rewarding that can be, but it is the reason for my extended silence this summer. I’ve pulled back and plugged in to where I need to be, God’s Word. After the business of moving and the end of the school year, it has been much needed. My husband has been preaching through the Beatitudes and the Sermon on the Mount (Matthew 5-7) for the past two months, and I am facilitating a ladies’ Bible study this summer about the same, so the intersections have been frequent up to this point, and the impact has been significant. However, today’s study took me beyond where he has preached into the territory of the scribes and the Pharisees. Part of my homework today was to define both the words scribe and a Pharisee , so I went to my go-to, Webster’s 1828 dictionary of the ...

But God . . . Change? (Romans)

Many have heard an epigram attributed to Jean-Baptiste Alphonse Karr but haven’t heard of this French teacher and writer of the 1800s. Until today, I would have to lump myself into the same category. The one I’m referring to is this: “The more things change, the more they stay the same.” His original epigram was “the more it changes, the more it's the same thing.” Hmmm. This is relevant yet hard to grasp. Much like life. Life is perpetually in motion. If it stops, you’re dead or decaying, yet many who claim to like change (clearing of the throat, me) will resist change that is unwanted or unsought. Life can feel like a constant changing sameness at times. I get older, gain weight, but everything still rolls on. My life this past year has been on the rollercoaster of change.  First, God called my husband (undeniably) to preach, a definite God thing. That itself required a change because with his call, I was called to minister alongside him. It was change that felt the same at th...