Angi is drafting a workbook to accompany the group study of her colleague Darryl Tippens’ book Pilgrim Heart, and while perusing her work – and remembering Darryl’s from our LIFE Group’s study of it last summer and fall – it became “real” to me that God’s intention for us all along was to be on a journey.
Israel got in trouble when no longer bound for the promised land, but when they had occupied it – when they felt they had arrived, and were no longer on the journey.
They failed to exterminate the foreign gods. They coveted and stole the property to be wholly dedicated to God. Their worship at the tabernacle and temple became rote. Then they forgot to meditate on the law of God daily, and to read the law annually, and to live it out constantly.
Pretty much the same way that I live, and maybe that you live. I don’t drive out the things more important than God in my life. I want things more than I want Him. My worship becomes dutiful, but not heartfelt. I neglect God’s word for my life.
I feel I’ve “arrived,” as a Christian; blessed with grace and forgiveness. I don’t see my own distance from God anymore, or my life looking less and less like His Son’s instead of more and more like it. I’ve left the journey, and taken up comfortable residence in myself.
Oh, I’m not a horrible person; I don’t try to drown little fishes or pull the wings off of puppies.
I’m just all about me.
And I need to hear the call – like Abraham, like Moses, like Nehemiah, like Saul of Tarsus – to get up and get out of me and get on the road to a land that God will show me and a people yet un-reborn.