Few names in Scripture elicit more mental imagery than David. Jesus, certainly. Moses, most likely. But whom else? David and Goliath. The city of David. David, the warrior king. David, the Psalmist. David, the devoted friend. David and Bathsheba. David, the man after God’s own heart.
"…that God may open a door (Col. 4:3)"
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At this point, it has been one year since the Israelites left Egypt. Although they’ve been through quite a bit, they have not yet arrived in the Promised Land, the land promised to their forefathers. Indeed, there is still much to do: laws to be learned, a tabernacle to be constructed, a census to be taken.
I want to be rescued. But I don’t want to face trials. Or difficulties. Or my fears. That’s the story of the Israelites as God brings them out of Egypt.
Sadly, the list of man’s failures and bad decisions continues to multiply. God is forced to destroy Sodom and Gomorrah. Then Lot’s daughters behave badly. And Esau trades away his birthright. Clearly, left to our own devices, we cannot help but pursue that which is sinful and destructive.
Oh, the depth of the riches of the wisdom and knowledge of God! How unsearchable his judgments, and his paths beyond tracing out!
“He looked out at the Pacific Ocean on night watch and saw that religions were too small to capture the mystery.” It’s one sentence in the account of a man’s life.