When I came up with the blog name,
Mission: Faithwalk, it was with strong connection to Mission: Impossible. At
least, the connection seemed obvious to me. Hand and (latex) glove with
espionage are things like codenames. It seemed a perfect way to bring in
another idea that seemed obvious to me.
The LORD had said to Abram, “Leave your
country, your people and your father’s household and go to the land I will show
you. “I will make you into a great nation and I will bless you; I will make your name great, and you will
be a blessing. I will bless those who bless you, and whoever curses you I will
curse; and all peoples on earth will be blessed through you.” (Gen 12:1-3)
When Abram decided to follow God's
call, it was the duty of his wife to go with him. Every step of faith that he
took, she also had to take and then she had to take her own as well. She had to
leave her home and go somewhere she might not want to go, and live under
conditions that she might not enjoy. Once
they arrived, might she not have said her equivalent of "It's too hot, to
flat, too muggy, too buggy, too sandy and how am I supposed to access the Web?"
Every time either she or Abram failed,
she paid the price and every promise God made to Abram, He made to Sarai.
I
don't believe that God intends to fulfill this precise promise in precisely the
same way. He has promised to work all things together for good for me (Romans
8:28.) I am His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which
God prepared in advance for me to do (Ephesians 2:10.) So even if the promise of
blessing and being a blessing is not quite the same, it still exists.
Knowing of God's promise didn't make
Sarai's trip any easier. People probably thought Abram was crazy when he
decided to pull up stakes and head "somewhere" and at best, that made
her "the wife of that crazy guy."
She faced long, difficult journeys, wars, famines, suspicious and
hostile neighbors, intrigue and
double-cross from friends and family members ( including her husband and a
woman who might well have been the closest thing she had to a friend) and what
was then the humiliation of infertility.
I don't know all the challenges I'll face. I have a few ideas , but one of the things I
have that she probably didn't is that I have an example. I have Sarai, whose
name was changed to Sarah, who lived through what was probably a much tougher
version of what I am facing.
In Hannah Hurnard's Hinds Feet In
High Places, Much Afraid was given companions for her journey that
terrified her. By the time she reached her destination, she discovered that she
could never had made it if other, less intimidating companions had been chosen.
The idea is at least in part that God gives us the companions, living or
allegorical, that we need for our journeys.
I am walking in the footsteps of a giant.
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