“Dwell in the land and feed on His faithfulness.”
I’ve been tucked into Psalm 37 lately and it’s been watering the depths of my whole being. (It’s a timely read for right now… please drink deeply of it today, love!)
A few years ago, when the Lord used last-days prophetic fulfillments and current events to wake me up and reorient me back to His face in spirit and truth, I spent every waking moment hanging onto the precipice of waiting for the trumpet sound. It gave me an urgency for the gospel, which I am glad for.
But on the other hand, I succumbed to the neglect of everyday needs or thoughtfulness for the future. While I do believe more than ever that Christ’s return for the church is imminent, we are still asked to be faithful with what we’ve been given to tend and nurture. Reading Jeremiah 29 during that time helped quiet my soul and pull me back from the feeling that tending to the everyday was a futile effort in these times. In Jeremiah 29, Israel had been carried away captive to Babylon for 70 years. And instead of bewailing their captivity and waiting for their release, God told the Israelites to build houses. Plant gardens and vineyards. To get married and bear children. To pray for the peace of the city they dwelt in, “for in its peace, you will have peace.”
In other words, the Lord commissioned them to live. To live anyway. To live still. To live.
And now, as we witness the darkening world drawing closer to the final days, our mission remains: to live, to plant gardens, to nurture our loved ones, to share the gospel with a world in desperate need of redemption and hope.
Christ died for our sins. Behold, the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world! In Him there is hope, the forgiveness of sins and the gift of eternal life.
Dwell in the land, my friends. Feed on His faithfulness. xx.