Slightly Obsessed #088 "The God Who Sees" (Wednesday Devo) by Pamela Thorson on 2014-10-22 09:17:16
The eyes of the LORD are toward the righteous, And His ears are open to their cry. The righteous cry and the LORD hears, And delivers them out of all their troubles. - Psalm 34:15, 17
The fir tree thudded to the ground. The man wiped the sweat from his face and looked it over. It was a beautiful tree, solid and strong. It would do just fine.
One half of the tree he chopped into firewood for his home. The rest of the tree he kept in one piece, though. He had something special in mind for it.
Later, he began work on the wood. He meticulously carved an image into the beautiful wood. When it was finished, he dug a hole on a nearby hill and set the carving upright.
It was a chilly evening when he stirred the embers of the dying fire. A fine roast sat on a spit. He pulled a fir log from the new pile of firewood and set it under the spit, careful not to stir a plume of ash into his dinner. He settled down by the fire and pulled a generous chunk of meat from the roast. The ache in his muscles began to ease as he feasted on his meal and warmed himself at the flames.
As the sun broke over the hill, he stood in the chill of a new day. His carved idol stood silhouetted against a red dawn. He admired his handiwork. It really was a beautiful piece of wood. He set his offering at its feet on the ground and fell down on his face before it. A thousand heartaches flooded his heart as his tears fell upon the rocks and the weeds and the dirt. He felt so helpless against the suffering his family had endured. He needed help. He needed advice.
He needed deliverance.
A groan escaped his lips. He looked up at the wooden statue he had made with his own two hands. The irony of it had not dawned upon him. “Deliver me,” he whispered. “You are my god.”
Mankind naturally searches for something to satisfy that instinctive need for something beyond itself, a realm higher, mightier, and wiser than mere humanity. Apart from direct revelation from God, man is often left to fill that need with gods of his own making.
The Creator makes the dirt from which the tree springs. He sends the rain and the sun that warms and waters it. He forms the seed with the specific genetic properties that will make it a fir. God makes the tree and the man who worships it.
The book of Genesis tells us about a bitter dispute that arose between Abraham’s wives, Sarai and Hagar. Finally Hagar ran away to the wilderness, where God found her huddled in despair.
After instructing her to return home, God blessed her and encouraged her. In awe she called Him Elroi, meaning “a God who sees.” This was no chunk of wood she met in the wilderness, but a living person. His image was not carved into a tree but emblazoned upon her soul. She learned that He hears, sees, and speaks to us, because He is real. Heaven and hell can’t contain Him, yet He lives in our hearts. He sees our pain, and He hears our prayers.
He can, and He will, deliver us.
About Pamela Thorson:
Pamela Thorson is a licensed practical nurse, author, and full-time caregiver. She pioneered in the homeschooling movement from 1982-2006 and authored her first book, Song in the Night, in 2008. She resides in the Northwest with her family.
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