Showing posts with label Elijah. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Elijah. Show all posts

Sunday, June 5, 2016

Olly Olly Oxen Free {Safe Here with Me}

This week's blogger is my dear friend and studio co-owner, Andrea Noles. Sit down, tuck in, and listen. She always has a beautiful word to share.

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Olly Olly Oxen Free!

Remember this childhood catchphrase?
It meant “Come on out now, it’s safe!
We proclaimed this after a serious game of hide and go seek or capture the flag.

Sometimes childhood phrases come into my mind for no apparent reason, and today while having a little breakfast at McDonald’s, this particular one lingered. I almost dismissed it, but something said not to. A faint voice that whispered, “There’s more you need to know.

Suddenly and sweetly he reminded me of the Prophet Elijah and his journey through strength and weakness, wilderness and abundance, boldness and fear. I remembered his darkness, his courage that eventually sent him running for his life, looking for a hiding place, not wanting a seeker, unless it was death.

Elijah- Prophet of Gilead, bold man of faith, whose whole life was devoted to the work of restoring true worship in Israel.

We first meet him 1 Kings 17 and soon realize his boldness as he predicts a drought and tells King Ahaz, “As the Lord, the God of Israel lives, before whom I stand, there shall be neither dew nor rain these years, except by my word.”

MY WORD? That’s some authority.

We see his obedience as he listens for the voice of God and goes exactly where God tells him to go.

He raises a widow’s son from death.
He confronts Ahab.
He defeated and killed the prophets of Baal.

We see his strength and God’s glory in every place, in every part of his story.

Until the rain came.

And as word of his strength spread, revenge grew, as His enemies, King Ahab and Jezebel, sought to take his life.

He ran fast and hard into the wilderness and after a day’s journey, sat beneath a broom tree and begged God that he might die. “It is enough; now, O Lord, take away my life, for I am no better than my fathers.”
The same voice that declared a drought was declaring death.

“Olly Olly Oxen Free!”

Our God proclaims freedom here by sending an angel to remind Elijah, “Come on out now, it’s safe here.”

The angel brings him bread and water.
The angel really brought him strength.

He pressed onward, still fleeing in fear and after forty days and forty nights, he finds a cave and hides in darkness.

“Olly Olly Oxen Free!”

Our Father called to him and said,
“What are you doing here, Elijah? I have more for you.”
“Listen to me and come out of hiding, it is safe here with me.”

Wrapped in a cloak, he stands at the entrance of the dark cave and faintly hears God whispering, “Go, return on your way to the wilderness, and when you arrive, you shall anoint a new King."

What a sweet savior. He found his fearful child and gently whispered truth back into his soul. He still had so much more for him.

Dear friend, have you been in hiding, holding back, keeping distance from the Lord?
Afraid of your sin?
Hiding secrets from your past?
Seeking darkness?
Roaming the wilderness, thirsty and desperate for God?

Psalm 32:7 says, “You are my hiding place, you protect me from trouble.”

The same sweet savior that spoke to Elijah at the entry of the cave, and under a tree, wants to speak to you. He has places to send you, people to reach, and a gospel to be told.
The nations are awaiting your courage and your simple obedience could bring forth rain in the midst of drought, hope in the face of darkness, love in a world of hate.

Father, teach us to seek refuge and safety under the shadow of your wings. Send your Holy Spirit to remind us of what we already know. Help us remember the story of Elijah and teach us to see your glory in every place.

We will hear your voice crying out to us,
Olly Olly Oxen Free, you are safe here with me.”


Onward ever,
Andrea




Sunday, April 26, 2015

He Speaks

What does it sound like when God speaks? Is it crashes and booms? A thunderous deep voice that sounds like James Earl Jones and Morgan Freeman combined? Does God have a British accent?

It seems these are the ways the voice of God is portrayed. And I don't know, maybe sometimes He speaks this way. But in all personal stories I've heard, including my own, God's voice sounds nothing like Darth Vader.

So He said, "Go forth and stand on the mountain before the LORD." And behold, the LORD was passing by! And a great and strong wind was rending the mountains and breaking in pieces the rocks before the LORD; but the LORD was not in the wind. And after the wind an earthquake, but the LORD was not in the earthquake. 12After the earthquake a fire, but the LORD was not in the fire; and after the fire a sound of a gentle whisper. 13When Elijah heard it, he wrapped his face in his mantle and went out and stood in the entrance of the cave. And behold, a voice came to him and said, "What are you doing here, Elijah?"
1 Kings 19:11-13

Did you catch it? God's voice wasn't found in the gale force winds, the earthquake, or the fire. 

His voice was the whisper. The soft, gentle whisper to His beloved Elijah.

Just as God gives individual gifts to every human being, He speaks to us in individual ways. Ways that only our person would understand. Ways that only you would pay attention to. Jesus always spoke to the individual in topics and settings that person would connect with. He'll do the same for you. God seeks to speak your language.

For me? It's birdsong. Even now I hear a happy sparrow outside my bedroom window. My heart swells hearing that little bird, knowing his song and my heart are one in worship. I have heard birdsong in times when I've needed comfort, healing, or an outlet to express joy. This is God's voice to me. His presence shared.

I'm a big believer that those who belong to God are not subject to coincidence. Your God is intentional with every detail of your day. If a certain song comes on the radio, or a special friend who you were just thinking of calls, or you simply see a repeated word throughout the course of a day: this is God speaking.

Our culture has told us that God speaks in thunderstorms. Any maybe sometimes that's true. But I believe God mostly speaks in delightful morning mists: a barely there sensation, but enough to renew and refresh.

When God spoke in 1 Kings 19 He asked a question - but He also spoke a name: "What are you doing here, Elijah?"

He calls us by name in His gentle whisper.

We learn in the rest of this passage that Elijah was in fear for His life and that He was seeking the protection and solace of God. God provided this for Elijah in abundance. He does this for us, too. He shares with us that His might and glory are powerful enough to reshape mountains through wind, earthquake, and fire. This is the greatness of God.

But when He speaks to us, His beloved, He stoops down, takes us gently by the hand and whispers, "Darling, I am here. How can I help you?" This is the goodness of God.

So here is your challenge, friend. Knowing that God speaks to you - how does He do it? I'd love if you'd share in the comments or on Facebook.

He is your Shepherd. You are His sheep. You know His voice. (John 10:27)

Lord, may it be so.