Have you ever looked up into the sky, in that big blue with the white fluffy clouds and wondered what things are really there, yet hidden from our eyes. That thought struck me the other day.
And I am reminded of that passage in 2 Kings 6 where the prophet Elisha and his servant are surrounded by soldiers, sent by a king who was ticked off that Elisha was all up in his business.
"When the servant of the man of God got up and went out early the next morning, an army with horses and chariots had surrounded the city. 'Oh, my lord, what shall we do?' the servant asked.
'Don't be afraid,' the prophet answered. 'Those who are with us are more than those who are with them.'
And Elisha prayed, 'O Lord, open his eyes so he may see.' Then the Lord opened the servant's eyes, and he looked and saw the hills full of horses and chariots of fire all around Elisha...
How much would our faith be increased if we could see with the eyes of the prophet, or maybe with the eyes of our hearts (Ephesians 1). To be reminded that all that exists is not material.
I also have been reminded twice in the last week that I am not from around these parts.
One older gentleman, named Tom, from our realty company came to our house to spray for bugs and check up on things. I answered the door for him and we started a conversation, and about one minute into our discusion he looked at me cocked his head to one side and said, "You're not from around here are you?" He didn't say it in an offensive way, but just to clarify.
Then Tuesday I went to a men's morning Bible study and we went around the room and each person said his name and where he's from. The states included Alabama, Tennessee and South Carolina (I don't remember any Georgias, but that's usually common as well. Then it was my turn and I said upstate New York (emphasis on the upstate). "A real live Yankee" was one comment.
Nope, not from around these parts, much like Abraham; the father of our faith. It's too easy to get comfortable in the day in, day out routine. We forget that this is just a transition. That's something else that Tom reminded me of: "This is just a stop for you. Lord knows where you'll be 2 or 5 years," he said. But then that's true of all who hope in Christ, who hope in that resurrection of the dead where we leave these earthly shells to have eternal bodies.
And the words to Rich Mullins' song, Step by Step go through my head one more time.
"And when I think of Abraham, how one star he saw had been lit for me.
He was a stranger in that land. I am that no less than he.
And on this road to righteousness, sometimes the climb can be so steep.
I may falter in my steps, but never beyond Your reach."