Sunday, June 15, 2014

Fire Dweller

Fire.

It seems to be a common theme when discussing the Christian journey. 

I have frequently experienced it in various forms in my life.
But of course, my "fires" are all relative. 

I'm not suffering from cancer.
I'm not in a dysfunctional, abusive family.
I'm not malnourished, neglected or unloved.   

And I don't take those things for granted. 
I am very grateful. 

To me, "fires" always punctuate life. 
It's just something to expect. They come and they go. 

I had a change of perspective this week though in that regard. 
I was reading through Isaiah 33.

"Who among us shall dwell with the devouring fire?"

Dwell? Really? Not someone who just experiences fire every once in awhile?
Someone who dwells in the fire?

The description continues…

Walk righteously. 
Speak uprightly. 
Despise oppression. 
Hate bribes. 
Avoid hearing of bloodshed. 
Close your eyes from seeing evil. 

Sounds pretty saintly to me. 
Sounds like a description of perfection. A description of God. 

Then the familiar promise is given.

"He shall dwell on high: his place of defense shall be the munitions of rocks: bread shall be given him; his water shall be sure."


And you will see the King in His beauty. 

Wait, this promise is for the fire dweller?
How did I not realize this before?

In order to receive the promise, I must hold my half of the bargain. 

Fire must become my lifestyle
I must become a fire dweller. 

Then I shall see the King in His beauty and be fed from His hand.

1 comment:

  1. Thank you for the encouragement, Glesni. GOD bless you.

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