I love the geneology of Jesus. It is so full of disgusting people. To begin with, Jacob was a liar. Then Judah had babies with his daughter in-law. Then later you have Rahab, the prostitute, who gave birth to Boaz. Boaz married a widowed Moabite. (Moabites were the descendents of Lot and his daughters . . GROSS!) They had Obed the grandfather of King David. oooo David! That's a good descendent, right? Well, he murdered a man and stole his wife and it was out of that relationship that the lineage continued. And it continued down until Joseph, the father of Jesus. Wow! And you thought YOUR family had problems. Why would God choose to send his son through a family like this?
To make ME feel better!
Actually, I think I have given into the lie. I think that if I get this degree or acquire that job then I am worth something. I have to have this title behind my name. I have to win the love of those people. I have to be a good person. All of this in order to be a person of worth. How did these people get their names in history? What did they do that was so outstanding? Not much. They screwed up big. But God refused to let their personal failures define their worth. It is God who defines our worth. When we die nothing that we did here matters. Sure a generation or two may remember us for a while but then it's Bethany who? So, when I am bombarded with thoughts of "I can't pass this class" or "I can't get that job" I will remember that my plans are not in my hands. If they were then yes I would definately mess things up. But God has perfect plans. And he usually waits until the very last minute to reveal it to you. I think He likes to watch me squirm and laugh a little. But I need to remember where I am standing. I can look behind me and see that I have made some screwy choices before. But I am standing today. God put me there and He has plans that await me. I just have to remember to trust in the One who is eternal for He gives me my worth.
Monday, January 26, 2009
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