Today's post is a re-post from Lysa TerKeurst, on June 15th on her blog. Lysa is the president of 31 Ministries and writes a daily blog. I highly encourage you to check out her blog.
Today,
there will be a moment. No one will snap a picture of it. It probably won’t make it into the journals of those who journal. Or linger in the thoughts we carry with us to sleep tonight.
It will come.
It will go.
It will slip by seemingly unnoticed. But its affects won’t slip. They’ll stay. And if fostered, grow to epic proportions.
This moment where something creeps into our heart and pulls our focus from right to wrong. It will be just a hint of distortion. The smallest amount. But a slight and seemingly insignificant amount of skewed thought will take root.
And grow.
Beyond what you can even imagine.
One of my favorite stories in the Bible is where Moses goes to Pharaoh and sings that song, “Oh Pharaoh, Pharaoh, woah ohhh, gotta let me people go. Huawh! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.”
Totally a loose translation but you know what I’m talking about.
But here’s an astounding chain of events to trace and consider. Why was the nation of Israel in captivity? Why was the entire nation of Israelites- all God’s people- all twelve tribes- enslaved in Egypt?
As I trace this story backwards I find it’s because of one seemingly insignificant moment.
The course of history was changed because a few family members got little cranky and a little jealous of their brother Joseph. Envy and anger slipped in. Just a hint. But just enough.
It doesn’t take much.
Joseph was thrown in a pit and eventually sold as a slave.
Years went by.
Years of heartbreak and confusion passed.
Eventually, Joseph landed in a position of great power in Egypt and had authority to provide food for his family. So, all 11 of his brothers and the all of their families moved to Egypt. Joseph and his 11 brothers make up what became the 12 tribes of Israel. As these tribes multiplied they became the nation of Israel.
After Joseph died, “Then a new king, who did not know about Joseph, came into power in Egypt. ‘Look,’ he said to his people, ‘the Israelites have become much too numerous for us. Come let’s deal shrewdly with them or they will become even more numerous and, if war breaks out, will join our enemies, fight against us and leave the country.’ So they put slave masters oven them to oppress them.” (Exodus 1:8-11)
So, the entire nation of Israel suffered oppression and slavery. Why?
Because a few brothers on an ordinary day got a little jealous and allowed anger and envy to slip in.
And the moment it slipped in, the course of history changed.
In a moment.
May we never assume our moments don’t matter. The decisions we make every second of every day matter.
There are no little moments or little sins.
There is a domino affect to it all.
So, I fall hard upon soft grace. I thank God for this realization. I ask Him to make my soul even more sensitive, more aware, more in tune to my constant need for forgiveness.
Though I am weak, I walk in the strength of utter dependence.
And I refuse to beat myself up for mistakes made yesterday. Today is a new day. A new chance to set things going in a different direction.
Joseph’s brothers had years to try and rescue Joseph- find out where he was- help him- set their past mistakes right.
Years. They had years. But they never did set about to turn things around.
Oh sweet sister don’t let today slip by.
Moments matter.
Watch for a moment today where you are given the choice to let anger, envy or something else negative slip in. Recognize it. Refute it. And replace it with God’s spirit of love.
