A few weeks ago, I braved the expressway and headed about sixty miles South in rush hour traffic for a doctor’s appointment. Honestly, I don’t mind a long drive. You know why? It’s because my car becomes my concert hall. I love to sing along with the radio and do so with hearty enthusiasm. The problem is that sometimes I get really distracted by the music and miss my turn.
Once I realized my error, I did what any girl would do — I frantically called my husband for advice and then decided to stubbornly ignore the route he suggested in hopes of saving some time and still making it on time to my appointment. Do you know where this disobedient wife ended up 20 minutes later? Apparently, I did a complete circle and ended right back at the same spot — utterly lost and stuck in crazy traffic. My short cut actually was a dead end — I was like a caged hamster on a treadmill wheel pushing my feet with all my might and going nowhere. Do you ever have days like that?
Last week, I recognized this “dead end” thinking in the life of Abraham. I’ve been digging “Into the Word” and examining Genesis 12 and 13. Here, after building an altar and worshiping God, Abraham decided to take matters into his own hands when he encountered a famine — he headed straight into Egypt, symbolic of worldliness and carnality. Then, he proceeded to lie and manipulate rather than use the spiritual weapons of warfare that God would have readily supplied had he just asked. This was not a careful course of action bathed in prayer, but rather a decision full of fear and self-centeredness. I wish I could claim to “not relate” to the outcome.
Abraham decided to worship God again and got back on the right road. I am so thankful for a God who allows me to begin again. Aren’t you?
“…Don’t be afraid, I’ve redeemed you.
I’ve called your name. You’re mine.
When you’re in over your head, I’ll be there with you.
When you’re in rough waters, you will not go down.
When you’re between a rock and a hard place,
it won’t be a dead end—
Because I am God, your personal God,
The Holy of Israel, your Savior.
I paid a huge price for you…”
Isaiah 43:1b-3a (MSG)