Careful Who You Count On

“We were counting on Egypt to protect us from Assyria…”

Over and over again the the Scriptures, we find this theme of people relying on something other than God, only to have it fail. Most often, that object of reliance is simply another person or group.

How easy it is to do this; to see with natural eyes and rely on them, rather than trusting the supernatural call to look to God and rely on Him!

How quickly we rush to someone close at hand who seems to have our answer and meet our bees, only to find emptiness on the other side.

Remember this, walk in it and find hope: “Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make straight your paths.” -Proverbs 3:5-6, ESV



In 2 Chronicles 24, Jehoida the priest serves God faithfully, lives 130 years, and is buried with the great honor in the royal cemetery, “among the kings.”

Joash the king, by contrast, starts strong but finishes poorly, abandoning his once-faithful worship of Yahweh to worship pagan gods instead.

The result?  He is assassinated by his own officials and buried in Jerusalem, “but not in the royal cemetery”.

Don’t just start strong.  Finish well, for the ones God rewards the greatest are those who were the most faithful to Him.

Work the Gift

“We have received God’s Spirit…so that we can know the wonderful things God has freely given us.” -2 Corinthians 2:12

“The one who plants and the one who waters work together with the same purpose.  And both will be rewarded for their own hard work.” – 2 Corinthians 3:8

When I was a boy, my dad had me mow the lawn each week.

That was how I earned money, but the condition was that while there were $10 available for me, only $4 were for getting the grass cut.  The other $6 were all about the character I showed in how I got the job done.  Was I prompt or did I drag it out?  Was my attitude cheerful or negative?  Did I focus on the opportunity or the obligation?

No matter how I did the job (or even if I did it at all), my dad never stopped loving me, never stopped accepting me.  In fact, he couldn’t.  Nothing I could do would ever take away his love.

The thing is, my father freely gave me everything I needed to reap the maximum blessing.  What I did with it, however, was up to me.

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