Molech was a pagan idol god of Old Testament times. “Parents would sacrifice their children to this god and watch without showing emotion or care. A fire was lit inside of the idol which would turn its arms white from the heat. When they were at this level of heat, the parents would come with their children, lay them on the arms of the idol and watch while their child burned. The onlookers would beat drums as loud as they could so the child could not be heard and this would keep going until finally the child died.” (from Into the Light Ministries website)
God commanded that anyone who sacrificed their child to Molech should be killed by stoning. (Leviticus 20:2-5) But that wasn’t all—He also ordered that anyone who knew about this happening but “tolerated” it by not reporting and prosecuting the offenders would be just as guilty!
A modern-day equivalent of child sacrifice is abortion—destroying a precious life as an offering to the gods of Lust, Convenience, Pride, or Money. We may believe that is wrong, but are we guilty of looking the other way and tolerating it? God doesn’t tolerate that kind of tolerance! How many sins are committed under the guise of “tolerance”? God demands holiness from His people. (See the whole book of Leviticus.) That means being different from the crowds around us.
Maranatha! Come, Lord Jesus!
This sounds like a slogan from the Old Testament, but it’s actually what I read in a headline a few days ago. American Idol (a title I always considered blasphemous) is sagging in popularity, and the success of The Bible miniseries is baffling critics. I just have to smile. Won’t they be surprised when God’s kingdom finally comes in all its glory and wipes all those imitations “gods” completely off the charts!
Here are some of my special treasures:
They are gifts from my grandchildren. When I see them, I think of me and my heavenly Father whom I aim to please with my heart-felt gifts, doing my best with what He’s given me to work with. I like to imagine Him smiling on me, pleased and delighted with my efforts and the love that goes into them. Does He proudly show them around to the angels?
Something for Thee
Savior, Thy dying love Thou gavest me,
Nor should I aught withhold, dear Lord, from Thee;
In love my soul would bow, my heart fulfill its vow,
Some off’ring bring Thee now, something for Thee.
O’er the blest mercy seat, pleading for me,
My feeble faith looks up, Jesus, to Thee:
Help me the cross to bear, Thy wondrous love declare,
Some song to raise, or prayer, something for Thee.
Give me a faithful heart—likeness to Thee,
That each departing day henceforth may see
Some work of love begun, some deed of kindness done,
Some wand’rer sought and won, something for Thee.
All that I am and have—Thy gifts so free—
In joy, in grief, through life, O Lord, for Thee!
And when Thy face I see, my ransomed soul shall be
Through all eternity, something for Thee.
By Sylvanus D. Phelps
Today we are celebrating many things:
–37 years since my husband and I became parents for the first time. Happy Birthday, Nathan! You fill us with love and pride.
–Two years since I started this blog. I pray it is a blessing to others; it has been so to me.
–And our five-day committee work session on Old Testament key biblical terms is finished—though that work has barely begun.
And now I celebrate the beginning of a weekend and this evening at home. Thank you, God, for times to work and times to rest. Thank you for your presence and the hope of seeing you one day—perhaps soon. Now, that will be the ultimate celebration!
Maranatha! Come, Lord Jesus!
If God came to you in person and introduced Himself, what do you think he would say? Incredibly, this actually happened to Moses, and those words re-echo through the pages of Scripture.
On Mount Sinai, Moses had seen powerful signs of God’s presence, including thunder, earthquake, fire, trumpet blasts, and more. But still not satisfied, he begged God for the privilege of seeing His own glory. God did not allow Moses to see His face but he did let him see his “back” as He passed by. This was accompanied by a full introduction to His name and character:
The LORD passed in front of Moses, calling out,
“Yahweh! The LORD!
The God of compassion and mercy!
I am slow to anger
and filled with unfailing love and faithfulness.
I lavish unfailing love to a thousand generations.
I forgive iniquity, rebellion, and sin.
But I do not excuse the guilty.
I lay the sins of the parents upon their children and grandchildren;
the entire family is affected—
even children in the third and fourth generations.”
This foundational description of God’s character is cited at least seven more times throughout the Old Testament. It is the way He wants us to remember Him. (Numbers 14:18; Nehemiah 9:17; Psalms 86:15; 103:8; 145:8; Joel 2:13, Jonah 4:2)
God’s primary nature is love: compassion, unfailing love, faithfulness, forgiveness, mercy, patience. But He is not a big teddy bear in the sky! He is also holy and cannot tolerate sin and rebellion. For more about God’s love and patience, Israel’s rebellion and then God’s response, read Psalm 78. It’s quite a story!
Is fire good? It’s good under my cooking pot (I like a gas, rather than electric, stove) but not inside a pan of grease. It’s great to have as a campfire, but not loose in the forest. Fire is awesome, powerful, purifying, destructive, fearful, enlightening….
In Exodus, God appeared as fire several times. First to Moses in a burning bush (Exodus 3), commanding his attention and obedience as He commissioned him to go to Egypt to rescue his people. Imagine listening to a fire and even arguing with it, as Moses did!
The next time Moses encountered God as fire was when the Israelites left Egypt (13:21-22). God led them in the form of a pillar of cloud by day which turned into a pillar of fire at night. This fire guided them and gave them light, comfort and protection. God’s presence was actually visible to them.
Thirdly, God appeared as a fearsome, blazing fire that came down onto Mount Sinai (19:16-18) producing thick, black smoke and causing the whole mountain to quake. The terrified people were forbidden to come near, nor did they want to.
Is God a tame God whom we can control like a campfire or a flame under our cooking pans? As the writer of Hebrews says, “Our God is a consuming fire.” No, I can’t control God, nor would I want to. My prayer is that He will control me!
Here’s an article that has more on this topic: http://www.gotquestions.org/consuming-fire.html
Stay tuned for another post on the other side of God’s character which was revealed on top of that fiery mountain.
My mom tells me that I used to “sit onna ‘tool, wats Mommy” while she baked. I took it all in and learned by watching. In fact, whenever I make a pie, I remember how she used to make a paste to blend into the dry mixture and then chill it for a while before rolling it out. I remember how she would put dabs of butter over the fruit before fitting the top crust, and prick a design of holes in it. And her goodies were the best!
Then I think of Jesus’ disciples. They spent years with Him, watching Him work—doing miracles, teaching, and caring for people. Then it was their turn as He sent them out to do the same things. And they did! God’s power also flowed through them to heal and bring the words of life. What a privilege to be with God, watch Him at work, and then participate in that work!
God is still at work. We don’t read much about that on the major news networks, but if we know where to look, we can “watch” His amazing work going on all over the world. And we can be part of it—by praying for that lonely Christian in prison halfway around the world and for our neighbor next door. By being faithful in the assignment God has given to us, even if it seems insignificant. And much more.
Just ordinary people,
God uses ordinary people.
He chooses people just like me and you,
who are willing to do as He commands.
God uses people that will give Him all,
no matter how small your all may seem to you;
because little becomes much
as you place it in the Master’s hand.
Oh, just like that little lad,
who gave Jesus all he had;
How the multitude was fed
with a fish and loaves of bread.
What have may not seem much,
but when you yield it to the touch
of the the Master’s loving hand,
then you will understand how
your life could never be the same.
Lyrics by Danniebelle Hall