It’s three in the morning, and that is the phrase that I just now awakened with in my head. I’ve just been dreaming that I’ve been blogging. I can’t remember ever having done that before. I also can’t remember what I was writing in the context of the dream, but I know I won’t be able to get back to sleep until I can put this restless thought to rest.
“By the seventh day God had finished the work he had been doing; so on the seventh day he rested from all his work.” ~ Genesis 2:2
No. It doesn’t stop there. He is no Deist God who created everything and then took eternity off. There’s another verse right after it:
“Then God blessed the seventh day and made it holy, because on it he rested from all the work of creating that he had done.” ~ Genesis 2:3
He rested one day and He rested specifically from one thing: “from all the work of creating that he had done.”
“Then the angel of God, who had been traveling in front of Israel’s army, withdrew and went behind them. The pillar of cloud also moved from in front and stood behind them …” ~ Exodus 14:19
“For the LORD your God moves about in your camp to protect you and to deliver your enemies to you. Your camp must be holy, so that he will not see among you anything indecent and turn away from you.” ~ Deuteronomy 23:14
He moved to create. He moved to destroy evil, immersing it in flood. He moved with Abram to Canaan, with Joseph to Egypt, to the wilderness with Moses and all of Israel. Whether as a smoking censer, a prophetic dream, a burning bush, or a pillar of cloud/fire … He moved with His people, leading them from the fore and protecting them from the rear.
He moved with them for generations as they moved into the land promised them and spread themselves upon it. He moved away from them when they moved away from Him just as He had warned.
He moved into a zygote and moved to grow and lived among them in the person of His Son Jesus, teaching and moving restlessly about Israel, Samaria and Judah with good news that His salvation had returned. He moved until pinioned to a cross and death stopped His movement cold.
For a day. Two days. Three days.
Then He moved within those who had followed Him, moved His Spirit within them, moved with the good news throughout Asia Minor, Greece, Rome, Spain … throughout the world. He promised He would be with them until the end, helping them move the hearts of men and moving mountains of sin into the depths of the sea and destroying evil by immersing it in the flood of His own blood.
Unless you can somehow prove that the end has come, then He is still moving.
The One who set in motion all creation, who choreographs the stars and planets in their nightly dance, who stills the sun for a day then moves it on, is moving still to lead His people from the fore and protect them from evil from the rear.
Not just on Sunday, but every day. Not just during the day, but while you sleep at night, in every part of the world and universe, moving in the hearts of those tender toward good and love and righteousness.
He is leading to an inevitable Day when He moves among us again, as perceptible then as He is real now, not by faith but by sight.
I lift up my eyes to the mountains—
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
He will not let your foot slip—
he who watches over you will not slumber;
indeed, he who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.
The Lord watches over you—
the Lord is your shade at your right hand;
the sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon by night.
The Lord will keep you from all harm —
he will watch over your life;
the Lord will watch over your coming and going
both now and forevermore. ~ Psalm 121
God does not slumber nor sleep.
But I would like to now.
So the one, simple theological take-away that I want you to get from this is: God is still moving.