Then the Voice tore through the darkness and wrestled the disconnection away from the interrogators and toward His presence. Jesus questioned, “For what reason are you interrogating them?” Oh how that Voice could create focus in the midst of chaos and bring a hush to a storm. Then a father stepped forward and cautiously replied, “I was looking for YOU to deliver my son.” (With a spoken Word) what we had been powerless to suppress, He in a moment brought to an end. The suffering ceased; though there was one last surge from the darkness. The truth was simple and complete. The real need of the moment was to HEAR HIS VOICE …not mine.
Have you ever found yourself sitting in the midst of believers who were looking at the Word of God (I mean the Bible was right in their hands AND they were looking right at the actual words), and they were doing their best to explain away things they did not understand by trying to come up with “feasible” explanations? Everybody wants to say they knew how the illusion was performed … we all want the secret to the magician’s trick ... BUT EVERYONE AVOIDS TALKING TO THE ONE CONNECTED TO THE UNKNOWN. (Oh, by the way with God it is not a trick!)
Have you ever found yourself so broken and so in need of a miracle that it was easier to fellowship the complaint rather really praying and waiting for God’s answer? Have the critical explanations of God’s Word caused you to push “mute” on your soul when you were so in need to hear His answer? (Woe unto those who have filled your heart with doubt!)
For a moment climb with me into the story of the mount of transfiguration in Mark 9 which actually set the stage for the event that began this diatribe:
Oh to be one of the three, to see what they would see, to be where they would be, on the mount with Jesus, where there would be total clarity … so bright and so alive, but don’t miss the direction, don’t tabernacle too long, or analyze too deeply, all the implications can keep you questioning and not move you toward what they really needed and we really need: Feel the cloud … Hear the voice … focus on the thunderous finale: “This is my beloved Son: hear him.” And they saw no man, save Jesus only.
Mark 9: 9-16 And as they came down from the mountain, he charged them that they should tell no man what things they had seen, till the Son of man were risen from the dead. 10 And they kept that saying with themselves, questioning one with another, what the rising from the dead should mean. 11 And they asked him, saying, why say the scribes that Elias must first come? 12 And he answered and told them, Elias verily cometh first, and restoreth all things; and how it is written of the Son of man, that he must suffer many things, and be set at nought. 13 But I say unto you, That Elias is indeed come, and they have done unto him whatsoever they listed, as it is written of him. 14 And when he came to his disciples, he saw a great multitude about them, and the scribes questioning with them. 15 And straightway all the people, when they beheld him, were greatly amazed, and running to him saluted him. 16 And he asked the scribes, “What question ye with them?”
Has the cloud so soon faded and voice so quickly been forgotten … “This is my beloved Son: hear Him!” So what question ye with them? … when the burden is so heavy? So what question ye with them? … when the impossible belongs to Jesus? So what question ye with them? … when you are looking for Jesus? Yes, your story still needs to be told, but why are you so afraid to truly go to Him to hear His answer? HE IS THE BELOVED SON, HEAR HIM … Why the hesitation? Why the fear? He is the Perfect Love that casts out all fear. Why is it so hard to hear His words of love? Hear and Heal!
HLFA,
Jeff Redding