
It’s been a long time. I encourage all my brothers and sisters out there to take heart. Jesus has conquered the world. Continue to seek the Lord’s heart to become more and more like Him. Root your truth in the reality of the Word, because the world is whispering silent lies and deceiving people all around the world. This is your reality —- live from it.
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Question: “Why did God sometimes change a person’s name in the Bible?”
Answer: When God changed a person’s name and gave them a new name, it was usually to establish a new identity. God changed Abram’s “high father” name to Abraham “father of multitude” (Genesis 17:5) and his wife’s name from Sarai “my princess,” to Sarah “mother of nations” (Genesis 17:15). We know from history that the descendants of Abraham and Sarah formed many nations, including the Jews and Muslims.
God changed Jacob’s “supplanter” name to Israel “having power with God” (Genesis 32:28). He changed Simon’s “God has heard” name to Peter “rock” (John 1:42). Why did Jesus occasionally call Peter “Simon” after He had changed His name to Peter? Probably because Simon sometimes acted like his old self instead of the rock God called him to be. The same is true for Jacob. God continued to call him Jacob to remind him of his past and to remind him to depend on God’s strength.
So, Why did God choose new names for some people? The Bible doesn’t give us His reasons, but perhaps it was to let them know they were destined for a new mission in life. The new name was a way to let them in on the divine plan and also to assure them that God’s plan would be fulfilled in them.
(Source: gotquestions.org)
Let’s pretend for a second that God is MapQuest. Let’s pretend (for another second) that MapQuest (better known as God) directs you to go left and you take it upon yourself to go right because you think you know a “shortcut”.
Well, the shortcut turns out to be a long cut and you wind up driving 60 miles per hour for hours in the wrong direction. Eventually it dawns on you that something doesn’t look right and nothing looks familiar. But you don’t turn around, even though you know the way your going is wrong, because you refuse to swallow a mere ounce of pride to even admit that you are in fact lost.
So you’re driving and driving and driving… still driving. Then your car slows to a complete stop. You’re out of gas in the middle of nowhere. You hit the staring wheel in a temper tantrum and sulk in your bitterness. Fortunately, you spot a gas station in the distance and you begin to stomp toward your new destination. You get your gas and bitterly bring it back to your car to fill her up. You start the car and its music to your ears to hear the ignition spark.
So you’re moving again. Back on the road still going “left”. So you’re driving and driving and driving… still driving. And then you run into what every driver dreads… traffic. At this point, you’re pissed, cursing the cars in front, beside, and behind you. Your not moving… at all. A complete standstill. So what do you do? You continue to curse the cars in front, beside, and behind you. You curse as if the traffic would move faster if you continued to do so. So now you’re waiting - waiting as patiently as one can wait under such circumstances can wait - and then gradually the mysterious traffic clears.
So it’s smooth sailing from then, right? WRONG.
You’re driving and driving and driving… still driving. When your tire suddenly blows out and your car goes spinning madly out of control.
You crash.
You crash into a big tree - or something of the sort - never making it to where you wanted to go, or better yet, where you needed to be. And it was then, and only then, that you realized that you actually were lost; and that you actually didn’t know a shortcut; and that you have been driving for hours in the wrong direction. And that even if you did know a shortcut, it would not have been worth the traffic. It would not have been worth the gas. It would not have been worth this moment. It would not have been…
And then you see that all of this could have been avoided if only you had just followed MapQuest and went… left.
God is quite the weatherman.
It’s funny how as the seasons change, I am aware that my spiritual self is changing as well. In the summer time I was so hot (on fire) for the Lord, and now as the leaves start to fall off of the trees, I find myself looking for a bigger jacket to keep me warm. I wish I could have been more prepared for this season. I should have already had my shorts and t-shirts packed up, and my jackets and jeans out of the attic.