~Five Minute Friday~
Moses had announced to Pharaoh, “This is what the LORD says: At midnight I will pass through the heart of Egypt. All the firstborn sons will die in every family in Egypt…
Exodus 11:4~5a NLT
From the oldest son of Pharaoh…to the the oldest son of his lowliest servant girl who grinds the flour, to the firstborn of all the livestock…
I place myself there, the dusty street, the darkness of predawn. The weeping and wailing. Mothers holding lifeless bodies in their arms.
To be spared by the blood marking the doorpost would make the sounds no less wrenching to my heart.
We were honored, blessed, to share in a Passover Feast last week. We read the law, tasted the bitter salad greens, broke unleavened bread. Friends gathered around the table recounting the somber event.
The sun fades, the moon rises high. I was over come with urgency, fingers sweep through pages from The Beginning to the end.
That is the way it will be at the end of the world. The angels will come and separate the wicked people from the righteous, throwing the wicked into the fiery furnace, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth.
~Mathew 13: 49~50 NLT
Weeping rings in my ears, shredding my heart. I feel the urgency to pass on this love of Jesus I have. To proclaim the Gospel. To share the Word with the lost, the hurting, the fallen away. To point and urge toward salvation.
Point to The Blood of a Savior.
Life sucks me in, I am drawn in by my own woes. The urgency dulls, my heart busy, opportunities pass by me. Focused on myself rather than The Cross, I miss them.
I am saddened.
I pray this urgency burns in my soul. To share the Cross, the Gospel, the grace of unfailing love and mercy. Everlasting life, void of weeping and gnashing of teeth.
Gifts of Grace