Today God spoke to me so clearly about a key heart issue I have, that I just had to share it.
First off was an email devotional by Ray Stedman I subscribe to, which focused on the story of Abram and Sarai, described in Genesis 16. God had promised Abram a son (though he and Sarai were very old, well past childbearing). But after 10 years of no children, Sarai decided to take matters into her own hands and gave Abram her servant Hagar, to beget a child. Which she did: Ishmael.
The title of the devotional was “It All Depends on Me” and Ray Stedman pointed out that so often, we feel we have to do things in our own strength. God tells us to do something, and we set about doing it, without consulting Him as to how to do it and/or depending on Him to give us the power to do it. That really struck me.
Then, on a whim, I looked at my Nextdoor notifications (a local neighborhood network). Someone shared this amazing photograph, taken by a Brazilian photographer after trying for three years to capture a picture of Christ the Redeemer appearing to “hold” the moon. This viral photo shows the 98-foot high monument atop the Corcovado mountain in the Tujuca National Part with the moon right above it!
I love this image.
But someone else added to the post, which dovetailed right into today’s devotional in an almost humorous—but pointed—depiction of the two choices God was trying to show me.
The question: Will I choose to be Atlas, trying to hold the whole world on my shoulders, or will I rest in the fact that Jesus the Redeemer is already holding up the moon and the whole universe (including my own small life)?