02/10/2024
Journey Through the Bible in a Year
Haven't had much time to write, but over the past several days I've managed to read Numbers 7 - 12. A lot of really interesting stuff to talk about, but I'm going to focus today on that last chapter, Numbers 12.
There are a lot of different ideas from many different people on God, Jesus, and Christianity. Some say God accepts all sinners. Some say God doesn't. Some say God takes us how we are, and others say we have to get right before He will take us. Some believe God incapable of sending anyone to suffer in Hell for eternity, and others believe that anyone who doesn't accept Christ as their Savior will suffer forever in Satan's lair.
I won't address all those here, but I will tell you that my beliefs are rooted in the idea that Jesus died for everybody. He wants everybody in Heaven. That He will accept any of us into the fold, but once accepted, He WILL change us.
Numbers 12 is an anecdotal example of how He used His word to make a change in me many years ago. I, like most people, had my own ideas on who God was, what He was like, and what He expected from me. My beliefs were shaped by when and where I grew up. I was convinced that my ideas were right, and they were pretty much unshakeable.
But God, in a way that only He can, shook one of those deep-rooted, unshakeable beliefs, forcing me to turn 180 degrees from what I'd grown up believing and what I firmly believed on that day. He used Numbers 12 to do it.
As a young man, I was adamantly opposed to in*******al romantic relationships. So opposed that I was estranged from a very close family member because this relative was involved in such a relationship. I had not spoken to or seen this relative in years. I was raised in Arkansas, coming of age in the 1980s, where we didn't have race riots, and we didn't even hate each other. But most white people didn't think it was right to date and marry black people, and most black people didn't think it was right for them to date and marry white people. We didn't hate each other, but most people in both races thought crossing that line was wrong.
I was driving a truck at the time, often driving late into the night, or even all through the night. In a single night, I'd cover enough ground that I would pass in and out of range of FM radio stations. Therefore, I tuned my radio dial to the AM band most nights. One night, somewhere in Kentucky, either very late at night or very early in the morning, I was listening to a preacher on an AM Christian radio station. He was preaching and in his sermon told the story of Miriam and Aaron challenging Moses because of the latter's Ethiopian wife. This is the story relayed in Numbers 12.
I'd never heard that story before, and I'd heard lots of Bible stories. This was pre-internet days, and I wasn't familiar enough with my Bible to find the story in the Bible I carried with me. But this sermon shook me to my core, because it didn't just challenge one of my core beliefs, it shattered it. I told myself I had to find this story and read it myself.
I finished that week on the road and came home where I had a few free hours to comb through the Bible and find this story the radio preacher had told that knocked down a pillar in my belief system that I never would have thought could be knocked down. I found the story in Numbers 12 and read through it on my own, free of any radio preacher's interpretation.
After reading the story, how God called out Miriam and Aaron, challenged them, and even visited the dreaded disease of leprosy on Miriam, I remember holding the open Bible in my hand having to admit to myself that I'd been wrong all my life. I remember asking myself that if it was good enough for God's right hand man, Moses, who was I to stand and say in*******al relationships were inappropriate?
I was forced to admit I was wrong. I was forced to reach out to my relative and apologize. I was forced to change my heart. God used His word to change my heart. Through a story He directed someone to record all those millennia ago to admit that God never had a problem with in*******al romantic relationships. It was me who had the problem, and I was wrong.
I'm of the belief that God does accept us as we are. I believe that Jesus died to pay the price for all of our sins, but that we have to accept that gift of salvation to redeem His gift. I believe that He will cash that check no matter where we are.
I also believe He will take us as we are, but won't leave us there. He used an old radio preacher on a long dark road one night in Kentucky to initiate a drastically needed change in me.
Today, my relative and I have a great relationship. I am forgiven not only by God but by my relative also. I am extremely grateful to God and to my relative both for their willingness to forgive me for that sin.
This has been on my mind for the past couple of days since I finished that day's reading with Numbers 12.
So my message today is, no matter where you are in life, no matter what you have or what you don't have, no matter how awesome of a person you are or how awful of a person you are, no matter what, turn to God. Take your heart and lay it at His feet and ask Him to show you what is right about what you believe and what is wrong with what you believe.
And when you learn that you've believed something contrary to God and His will, accept it and change your heart. God still uses His word to take us in our sin and forge us into who He wants us to be.