Await No Other

“When John heard in prison what Christ was doing, he sent his disciples to ask him, “Are you the one who was to come, or should we expect someone else?” Matt. 11:2-3

Even for John the wait had been too long. Earlier, upon seeing Jesus, he had proclaimed, “Behold the Lamb of God who takes away the sins of the world” (John 1:29). He had seen and testified that Jesus was the “Son of God” (John 1:34). But there, in the darkness of that prison, doubt had made its way into John’s heart. He must have thought, “What if I was wrong? What if this is all just a dream?” And who could have blamed him, after all “even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall” (Is. 40:30). The saving of the world is slow business.

I suspect he was bold at his arrest and only began to doubt as the days dragged on, as the months dragged on. Perhaps his faith increased as he heard of the miracles and healings but then the darkness and loneliness made him doubt. Perhaps the memory of Jesus’ baptism gave him strength but somewhere along that dark road doubt found him. I imagine this scene because it is often my own plight—confidence mingled with doubt.

I find great encouragement in John’s moment of doubt and Jesus’ soft response.

What John wanted was not an answer but encouragement. He wanted this miracle-worker upon whom the Holy Spirit had rested to tell him all would be well—that the wait was over. John may have doubted Jesus but, more, he doubted himself. He doubted his ability to keep hope alive until the saving of the world was accomplished. He was a bit scared, and with good reason.

To John’s good question, “Are you the one?” Jesus sent back a simple message, “Tell John what you heard and saw” (Matt. 11:5). Jesus was not offended that John asked but patient—as love should be. He did not trace his messianic authority throughout history but offered the obvious evidence at hand—the wisdom of his words and the working of his power. This was a simple way to say, “Yes John, I am.” Without crushing an already faint heart Jesus used doubt as an opportunity for faith.

John could die in peace knowing that he had indeed served the purpose of “preparing the way for the Lord.”

I am aware and grateful that Jesus did not send back rebuke for John’s question but rather gentle assurance. For those who do not believe doubt is a way of life. For we who believe it is a continual struggle. We are reminded that we can ask and receive confidence because—it is true and He is real. My blind, lame, leprous, deaf, even dead, heart receives the good news—it is HE! Await no other.

Copyright(C)2009 Hudson Russell Davis Oct. 13, 2009
While there was obviously some confusion in John he had not so much lost hope as acquired doubt. Whatever he had expected and whatever his timetable, things were not going as he had expected. Reports were coming to him of the miracles, the healings, the power of Jesus’ words and John believed.

Copyright(C)2009 Hudson Russell Davis

 


An Audience With The Holy

If we do not see God as holy it is because we do not perceive our own wretchedness, do not perceive the depth of our own sinfulness. If we do not see God as holy it is because the clothes we wear, the people we know and our own ability to achieve have clouded our judgment. We have been brought to the brink of spiritual bankruptcy and filled with self-pride.

Or perhaps we have suffered greatly. Perhaps our lives have been filled with such misery that we now count ourselves as deserving the New Life. Neither wealth nor poverty can purchase an audience with the holy. We could no more intrude on His holy presence than we could dance barefoot on the surface of the sun.

Holy means that God is in every way, shape, and form—other. He is not like us, not of us but completely and distinctly other. While we may enjoy the privilege of calling Him Abba Father, while it IS a name of familiarity, we dare not grow too familiar. We may stand on the precipice to observe the majesty of the mountain but dare not forget we stand on a precipice. He loves us and cares for us intimately but He is a consuming fire. He is God!

This understanding is critical to the Christian life. For that matter—it is essential to the non-Christian’s hope. Should we draw near God without this mindset, wearing only those things you have earned by wealth or suffering, we might hear what Moses heard:

“Do not come any closer. Take off your sandals, for the place where you are standing is holy ground’” (Exod. 3:5).

If the ground itself had become sacred, if the ground could not be casually trampled, how much more the God who passed there. He is the source of, and the goal of, all things. He is the, “…whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable…” (Phil 4:8).

These ideas, these noble qualities and pursuits, radiate from Him, return to Him and are judged by Him. Purity, perfection, holiness, these are our hopeful desires. Yet they are His inherent possessions. For us, these qualities, once out of reach are now (through Christ) in view. It is God’s holiness that convinces me I am unworthy and, through Grace, restores my failing spirit.

It is His holiness that brings home my need and His love—His perfect love that renders me worthy to walk on holy ground. Through Christ I can walk still further. With confidence I can enter the very throne room of God for an audience with The Holy (Heb 4:16).

Daily I see Him as more holy.

Daily I see myself as even more sinful and grace as all the more—AMAZING!

Exod. 3:5, Deut. 7:6, 1Sam. 2:2, Isa. 5:16, John 6:69, Rom. 12:1, Eph. 1:4, 1Ths. 4:7, Hebr. 10:19, Hebr. 12:14, 1Pet. 1:15-16, 1Pet. 2:5

Copyright(C)2009 Hudson Russell Davis

 


No Great Mystery

I know not where He will lead,

the things He will ask,

how much He will demand,

by what means He will work,

or when it shall all be.

I don’t know what it will cost,

how much I must expend,

how deep shall be the pain,

or what I must suffer for His name.

But the unknown with Him,

is better than all I do know,

more certain than my frail wisdom,

more comfort than all my hopes,

more real than all I am.

Where cost is concerned…

I am certain His Deposit in me will cover the cost,

that what I expend He will provide,

and quite certainly His pain,

is sweeter than any earthly pleasure.

Consider for a moment who it is that speaks.  If it were just anyone, if it were the musings of a confused mad man it would make sense that doubt pervades our senses, but it is God who speaks.  God who beckons us to take up our cross.  No great mystery.

To follow Christ is to take up your cross.  It is to walk that long inglorious road towards the hill of the skull.  It is to stumble along the way and be cut by the splintered wood.  It is to arrive, too late for that crucifixion and be told, “Now, you must deny yourself and follow Him.”

The ground is bloodstained but He is not there.  The tomb is cold, but it is also empty and the only crucifixion left, is the act of obedience to the will of one who will call you to suffer for His name.  The only death left the Christian, is a death to self and self-interest.  Is He safe?  NO!  Can you trust Him?  YES!

Matt. 16:24

Copyright©2009 Hudson Russell Davis

 


The Least of These

I pray to God I never outgrow my love for people. I pray He continually gives me a ministry to “the least of these.”  God desires that we care for the least of these. You will know them by their stature, or rather, their lack of stature. We know them by their weakness, brokenness and inability to return the favor. We may not know them at all, but their maker knows them as —“the least of these.”

After fleeing from Saul we read of David, “All those who were in distress or in debt or discontented gathered around him, and he became their leader.” Do you know anyone in distress, in debt, or discontent? I am in at least one of these categories daily. My maker knows me as the least of these. A great test to who I am is, do the least of these trust me.  Would they come to me in their distress?

I pray to God I never become so large in my own eyes that I am burdened by the disturbance of a child. I pray I am never overly impressed by the length of my own shadow. My substance, the who I am, must always be more important that the image I project. God forbid the shadow should grow taller than the man himself. That would truly be tragic. If I am to be the greatest I will be known as “the least of these.”

I wonder, if I were on the run, if I feared for my life, if I were living I caves, would the least of these come to me? I often choose the fastest, the tallest or the “best” player for my team, while “the least of these” await their call.  Would I have chosen David to fight Goliath? Would God have chosen me—the least of these.

Deut. 10:19, 1Sam. 22:2, Zech. 4:10, Matt. 5:46, Matt. 25:40, Matt. 25:45, Luke 6:32, Luke 18:16

Copyright©2009 Hudson Russell Davis

 


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