I am terrified of raccoons. I suppose it began the day when one greeted me from inside my garbage can. I lifted the lid to find a masked bandit burrowing in the trash. And as is true with Toronto raccoons, they scare us far worse than we scare them.
Ryan recently relayed a story typical of their nonchalance: several weeks ago, he was outside in the late afternoon when one casually sauntered down the driveway toward the backyard. Had the raccoon been able to speak, Ryan imagined he would have announced, “Honey, I’m home!”
What has any of this to do with what I’ve been reading in the Bible recently?
Nothing except that I’d left my One Year Bible in the car several days in a row, and in order to retrieve it in the dark hours of early morning, I would have to chance an encounter with a racoon.
So I didn’t.
Clearly I’m no candidate for martyrdom.
But I did remember that I was in the book of Jeremiah and decided to continue reading there – from a Bible that was safely shelved in my family room.
God’s Word has been speaking to me through the book of Jeremiah in ways that are timely and relevant. I marvel at how this happens: that I land at a certain passage, and its providential counsel speaks directly into a situation I’m facing.
Jeremiah is a prophet asked by God to preach hellfire and brimstone. Judah is soon to be exiled, and he’s tolling the warning – except no one cares and there are a host of other prophets announcing peace and prosperity whom the people would much prefer to believe.
It isn’t as if Jeremiah is always impervious to persecution and threats and hatred. He begs for his life. He pleads for God to intervene. He commiserates that such is his task.
Jeremiah is human, not bionic man: there is real sadness and despair and fear in the midst of doing what God has clearly called him to do. But what you sense is the open dialogue he shares with God – that it is to God he always returns and finds safety and further courage to keep advancing.
“If you have raced with men on foot, how will you compete with horses? And if in a safe land you are so trusting, what will you do in the thicket of the Jordan?” Jeremiah 12:5
When God calls us to participation, we shouldn’t imagine that it will be easy, that our movement forward will be unobstructed, that we will feel perpetual joy and peace as we work for the kingdom. No – that is the wide road.
And that’s not the one that we travel.
Do something for God, and remember that it will always, always require of you COURAGE. And you don’t get courage handed to you in a vat, as if all you needed was to ladle it out and drink it up when the situation demanded for it. You get courage in the form of a Person, who is the Holy Spirit. He walks with us, resides within us: He’s closer than our breath.
He is always near, hemming us above and behind and around.
“I will make you this day a fortified city, an iron pillar, and bronze walls . . . they will fight against you, but they shall not prevail against you, for I am with you, declares the LORD, to deliver you.” Jeremiah 1:18
There are so many forms of courage that we need as God’s people: relational courage: to forgive and be forgiven, to speak truth and to receive it back in kind; moral courage: to do what is right and defend what is right; spiritual courage: to offer to God and to others whatever breeds from our faith; vocational courage: to work as if we were working for the LORD, not for men and woman; emotional courage: to stick it out in the dark places of self-doubt.
I have no doubt that you need courage today. I do. And I have no doubt that we need it because God’s calling is usually bigger than us. God invites us into jobs that only He can do.
And faith grows in that kind of partnership.
“And without faith it is impossible to please God.” Hebrews 11:6