The Fear of the Lord and the Sin of Self Importance
November 18th, 2007It’s been a long time since I’ve written. I’ve tried to read the study, tried to decide what portions of the chapter to highlight, tried to embrace where God is leading this study. As the leader, it’s ironic that I felt led to start this study, but now I can’t even pick up my bible.
I’ve been wrapped up in the things going on around me. I’ve always thought I had a slight case of attention deficit disorder when it comes to, well, just about everything. I’m notorious for starting projects and getting bored quickly. My sister Amanda and I call it the “Look! There’s a Butterfly!” syndrome. I honestly confess to you that I’m NOT bored with this study. I’m just having a hard time finding God’s direction these days.
We’re approaching the holidays and I’m missing my friend Christina and my brother a lot right now. I’ve started a new jewelry business. I’m spending lots of time with my friends and working more hours at Starbucks. We’re facing the possibility of having to put our beloved dog Bogey down. Yeah, all of this causes distraction but what’s another common denominator? ME.
The other day I was in my car, praying so hard for God to SAY SOMETHING to me. I have felt so distanced, so disconnected from His sweet presence and from His love that I’ve been feeling very alone lately. I started praying, confessing sin and asking Him what had brought me to this barren place. Just like getting a phone call you’ve been waiting for, I very clearly heard a phrase from the other end of the line.
It’s the sin of self importance.
A-ha, I thought. I have a love/hate relationship with those moments- the moments where God answers my prayers and I find I don’t like what He has to say. But He was right on, He called it like it is. Over the last several months, I have let my “self” become more important to me than my God. He became another part of my life, not my life… my whole reason for being here.
In our study, the author talks about “the fear of the Lord”. I used to think it meant a literal fear; to be afraid of being stricken with a holy bolt of lightening. However, the author writes:
“Fearing God doesn’t mean that we should feel the way an abused child does in the presence of a raging parent. In the Bible, ‘fearing God’ means reverencing God’s majesty and respecting His power.”
Reading that was a wake-up call for me. How do I expect to hear God’s leading when I don’t let Him have His rightful place in my life? When my relationship is right with God- Him as my Father, me as His child- life is so much more beautiful. The minute I step out from under His love and authority, I chase that butterfly all the way to a place of independance that is very lonely and a breeding ground for trouble.
So, this week my prayer is that I might decrease and He will increase in my life. I so need God’s care over me; I need his Shepherd’s staff to guide and protect me. Most of all, I am desperate for His direction and guidance as I walk into this next season of my life. I want to be like Samuel- a child who had a waiting heart that was ready to absorb whatever knowledge God wanted to impart to him.
Please pray this along with me as I get back on track with this study, and with my own life. This is the prayer at the end of the chapter- I know I couldn’t have said it better myself…
Father, I thank You for the great privilege of being Your child. I reverence Your majesty and power. Lord, as I think about what it means to have a simple relationship with You, remind me of the childlike characteristics You want to see in me. Help me put aside my traditions and religious prejudices so that I will be completely willing to receive both Your message and the way You want to give it to me. Then help me respond to You like a child- obediantly, spontaneously, and wholeheartedly. Amen.