“Now then, listen, you lover of pleasure, lounging in your security and saying to yourself, ‘I am, and there is none besides me. I will never be a widow or suffer the loss of children.’ Both of these will overtake you in a moment, on a single day: loss of children and widowhood. They will come upon you in full measure, in spite of your many sorceries and all your potent spells.”
This single day is recorded in Daniel 5. It’s a pretty crazy story and truly underlines how found-less our pride is, as described in Isaiah. Go check it out. Even the richest, most secure, powerful empire in history can be brought to its knees in a moment. God is in charge. Pride is laughable on any level.
All these details, outlining a play by play of the exile before it happened, is purposed in chapter 48:
“Therefore I told you these things long ago; before they happened I announced them to you so that you could not say, ‘My images brought them about; my wooden image and metal god ordained them.’”
God knows His people and their tendency to credit all His power elsewhere, but He’s cutting them off at the pass. He won’t be outdone.
Likewise, every good thing we have and experience is a gift from God (Psalm 16:2). How often do I acknowledge it though? Like Carly eluded to yesterday, we make it pretty easy to idolize ourselves. “Every good thing is a result of my hard work, financial planning, discipline, shrewd business practices, my glowing personality and charm, etc etc.” I’m sorry, but that’s a lie. It’s very American to feel like we’ve earned all our good fortune, but have we? I think maybe we’re closer to identifying with Babylon, about to flip our skirts.
Thankfully, God has accounted for all our tendencies and has planned ahead.
He won’t be sharing His glory and His most impressive move will be reconciling our mess to Himself, through Christ. Hiding our lives in His life.
I know I’m a bit of a broken record, but let’s thank God today for every good thing we can think of. Also, I will be repenting of my dumb ego. It gets in the way of a lot and hurts me instead of helping me 10 times out of 10. Thank you Jesus for this Mercy, and for staying so patient and in control throughout history. Thank you for the innumerable good things you’ve so graciously given me. I love you.