Mike Raburn

God speaks to you. Listen. Act on what you hear.

Permission to idol worship

I preached on the story of Naaman a few weeks ago. He was the commander of the army of one of Israel’s enemies. He was also a leper. He went to Israel to seek healing at the advice of an Israelite slave girl serving in his house (I told you they were enemies). The prophet Elisha told him to wash in the Jordan River, he did, and was healed. And then he went back to Elisha and they had this exchange:

Then Naaman and all his attendants went back to the man of God. He stood before him and said, “Now I know that there is no God in all the world except in Israel. So please accept a gift from your servant.” The prophet answered, “As surely as the Lord lives, whom I serve, I will not accept a thing.” And even though Naaman urged him, he refused. “If you will not,” said Naaman, “please let me, your servant, be given as much earth as a pair of mules can carry, for your servant will never again make burnt offerings and sacrifices to any other god but the Lord. But may the Lord forgive your servant for this one thing: When my master enters the temple of Rimmon to bow down and he is leaning on my arm and I have to bow there also—when I bow down in the temple of Rimmon, may the Lord forgive your servant for this.” “Go in peace,” Elisha said. (‭2 Kings‬ ‭5‬:‭15-19‬ NIV)

Do you see what Elisha did there? He specifically gave Naaman permission to carry on with his idol worship. What Elisha does here contradicts the law of Moses, the Ten Commandments for goodness sake! Think about that the next time you worry if you or someone else is living in accordance with the law. Sometimes the prophetic word, that is the word direct from God, is “Go in peace.”

The grammar of hope

I’m reading My Bright Abyss for daily devotions right now. This morning I came across this which goes well with my post on hope, freedom, and holiness from yesterday. 

What is this world that we are so at odds with, this beauty by which we are so wounded, and into which God has so utterly gone?

Into which, rather than from which: in a grain of grammar, a world of hope.

 — Christian Wiman, My Bright Abyss, p. 145-6.

There is still hope. It shows up in these small, Spirit-influenced grains that open up worlds otherwise inaccessible to us.

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