“Until the cities lie ruined
and without inhabitant,
until the houses are left deserted
and the fields ruined and ravaged,
12 until the Lord has sent everyone far away
and the land is utterly forsaken.
13 And though a tenth remains in the land,
it will again be laid waste.
But as the terebinth and oak
leave stumps when they are cut down,
so the holy seed will be the stump in the land.”
Sure sounds quite devastating doesn’t it? Mean, mean, nasty God……or is He? Sometimes I wonder if God puts the blame upon Himself for the messes His willful children make. Just like any good parent, God uses all circumstances as an object lesson; a teaching moment. AND as all devoted parents do, He gives hope in the darkest of times.
I cannot speak for all of humanity but I can tell you from my own life that I have made some pretty terrible messes in my time. I have lived in devastating times when all I sensed was destruction and despair. I wandered the barren wasteland of my life devoid of hope. And then I come upon it; the little stump of what is left of my faith. Though other conflicts try to overtake the stump, it continues to receive nourishment from its massive roots buried deep within the earth. The roots of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit never give up.
I am so grateful for that stump in the wasteland that showed me hope is always available and a new unexpected life can spring forth from death and despair.
I realize this message may at first seem a little gloomy but I challenge you to allow the words of scripture to seep deeper into your being. In this passage is light and hope so immense that our feet will not be able to stay quiet but dance for joy at the incredible love and commitment of God for His children….us; you and me…..His kids.
Grateful for the Stump,