The family of God was lost and broken, but a promise of redemption had been made. To begin to fulfill that promise God chose an insignificant branch of an insignificant family to bring about a significant blessing. He chose Abram and Sarai.
Abram and his wife Sarai were grieving, they had led a difficult life marked by the death of Abram’s brother Haran, and grieving father named Terah, who moved his family away from their home into a new land. Abram and Sarai helped raise Lot, Haran’s son, but that would be the only parenting they thought they would do because of Sarai’s inability to have children. To make matters worse, Abram eventually lost his father and was immediately instructed by God to leave his remaining family and travel to an unknown land. He began his journey of obedience at age seventy-five.
God often uses the unusual to bring about the impossible! At age seventy-five God promised a blessing saying that through Abram all the families of the earth will be blessed.
No matter how insignificant you may feel or how impossible your situation becomes, the God who orchestrated Christmas is able to bless you. The obstacles in your life matter little to Him, what does matter is your willingness to obey Him. He can overcome your pain, your problems and even your imperfection.
Our hope for you today is that you go about looking for God’s leading and, like Abram, you obey God and allow Him to bless you and those around you.
The musical accompaniment on today’s podcast is the hymn “Hills of The North Rejoice” written by Charles Edward Oakley the words speak of God’s blessing entering every direction of the Earth. The whole Earth receives Abram’s blessing.
Hills of the North, rejoice,
river and mountain-spring,
hark to the advent voice;
valley and lowland, sing.
Christ comes in righteousness and love,
he brings salvation from above.
Isles of the Southern seas,
sing to the listening earth,
carry on every breeze
hope of a world’s new birth:
In Christ shall all be made anew,
his word is sure, his promise true.
Lands of the East, arise,
he is your brightest morn,
greet him with joyous eyes,
praise shall his path adorn:
your seers have longed to know their Lord;
to you he comes, the final word.
Shores of the utmost West,
lands of the setting sun,
welcome the heavenly guest
in whom the dawn has come:
he brings a never-ending light
who triumphed o’er our darkest night.
Shout, as you journey home,
songs be in every mouth,
lo, from the North they come,
from East and West and South:
in Jesus all shall find their rest,
in him the universe be blest.
With much Love, The Downings