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Tuesday, December 12, 2017

RETRACING YOUR STEPS

Blogging Genesis 35:1-15

Then God said to Jacob, “Arise, go up to Bethel and dwell there; and make an altar there to God, who appeared to you when you fled from the face of Esau your brother.” (Genesis 35: 1)

Chapter 34 ended with Jacob worried the Canaanites would attack his family to avenge the men of Shechem whom Jacob’s sons had all murdered. Chapter 35 begins with God telling Jacob, “Arise, go up to Bethel and dwell there.” 

It seems that between the two chapters, Jacob said, “God, I gotta get out of town.  Where can I go that these people won’t kill me?” 
And God replied, “You can go to Bethel.”   

Or, more specifically, BACK to Bethel.

Bethel is where Jacob stopped on his way to Syria to look for a wife and escape his brother Esau, who wanted to kill him.  By the end of chapter 35, Jacob was back on his father’s land.  He had retraced his steps with a great deal of repetition along the way. 

Bethel used to be called Luz. His first stop there, Jacob dreamed of angels climbing a ladder to Heaven and he christened Luz with the new name Beth-el, “the house of God” (Genesis 28:18-19).  On his return visit he re-renamed the spot El Beth-el which means “God of the house of God” or “God’s house of God.” 

His first night in Beth-el, Jacob was running out of Canaan, away from a vengegul brother.  This time he was fleeing deeper in Canaan, away from vengeful neighbors.

God made Jacob retrace his steps.  And not just geographically.  God wanted Jacob to retrace the spiritual and emotional steps that began his journey.
  
Coming out of Syria on his way to Shechem, years ago, Jacob had been afraid of meeting Esau, but his fear was unfounded.  His brother never tried to harm him.  Coming out of Shechem, Jacob feared the Canaanites would attack, but “they journeyed, and the terror of God was upon the cities that were all around them, and they did not pursue the sons of Jacob” (Genesis 35: 5). 

His first time at Bethel, Jacob “took the stone that he had put at his head, set it up as a pillar, and poured oil on top of it” (Genesis 28:18).  This time, he repeated the ritual. “Jacob set up a pillar in the place where He talked with him, a pillar of stone; and he poured a drink offering on it, and he poured oil on it“ (Genesis 35:14).

Earlier, the Lord had said, “Your name shall no longer be called Jacob, but Israel” (Genesis 33:28).  Now exactly two chapters and an indeterminate number of years later, God said to him AGAIN, “Your name is Jacob; your name shall not be called Jacob anymore, but Israel shall be your name” (Genesis 35:28).


When you feel your life going into a skid, when the negative hypotheticals overwhelm you, when you can’t focus on the blessing for the fear and anxiety, when you’re gifted and anointed and destined and falling apart ----- retrace your steps.

“Nevertheless I have this against you, that you have left your first love. Remember therefore from where you have fallen; repent and do the first works” (Revelation 2:4–5).

Re-reread those goals you wrote down when you first set off to change the world.  Pray like you prayed when you had nothing but you believed, you KNEW God had a plan for you.  Remember before you had possessions, and middle-class debt, and important relationships with influential people that you can’t afford to jeopardize by taking a stand.  Remember how disciplined, and creative, and bold you were when you had nothing and therefore weren’t afraid of losing.

“So we may boldly say: ‘The Lord is my helper; I will not fear. What can man do to me?’ “ (Hebrews 13:6)

Jacob had forgotten, so God made him retrace his steps.

But the walk back requires you to leave some of your new stuff behind. 

And Jacob said to his household and to all who were with him, “Put away the foreign gods that are among you, purify yourselves, and change your garments.
Then let us arise and go up to Bethel . . .
So they gave Jacob all the foreign gods which were in their hands, and the earrings which were in their ears; and Jacob hid them under the terebinth tree which was by Shechem.” (Genesis 35:2-4)

Go through your emotional baggage and take out the idols you’ve collected along the way.  Bury them and leave them behind.  There’s no place for them in God’s house that God is building in you.  Purify yourself.  Put off the trappings of title and your new class.  Then, retrace your steps.

Therefore say to them, ‘Thus says the Lord of hosts: “Return to Me,” says the Lord of hosts, “and I will return to you,” says the Lord of hosts.  (Zechariah 1:3)


Go back and re-anoint the pillar of your calling.  Go back and re-dedicate your life to the mission.  Go back and listen to God.  Listen like you listened when you were hungry in every sense of the word.  Go back because maybe you don’t need a NEW solution.  Maybe you need a reminder.

Go back so God can remind you who you are.

“Your name shall no longer be called Jacob, but Israel” (Genesis 33:28). 

“Your name is Jacob; your name shall not be called Jacob anymore, but Israel shall be your name” (Genesis 35:28). 


---Anderson T. Graves II   is a writer, community organizer and consultant for education, ministry, and rural leadership development.

Rev. Anderson T. Graves II is pastor of Miles Chapel CME Church in Fairfield, Alabama. He writes a blog called A Word to the Wise at www.andersontgraves.blogspot.com

Email atgravestwo2@aol.com
Follow me on twitter @AndersonTGraves 

Click here to support this ministry with a donation.  Or go to andersontgraves.blogspot.com and click on the DONATE button on the right-hand sidebar.

Support by check or money order may be mailed to 
Miles Chapel CME Church
P O Box 132

Fairfield, Al 35064

Sunday, October 15, 2017

WINNING WORSHIP

After speaking the 10 Commandment, God gave very specific and restrictive directions on what type of altar the Israelites were allowed to make.  A few chapters later, God gave a very specific and entirely different set of directions for building an altar.  And a little while after that He delivered a third, different-from-the-first-two-times design for an altar.

What? Why?

This is not a case of contradictory information.  It’s a powerful lesson on how the power of worship.

We continue our sermoninc journey through Exodus with a message about THE WAY TO WIN WITH WORSHIP.

Listen well.


Please leave a comment.


If you can’t get the audio on your device, visit the main podcast page at http://revandersongraves.podomatic.com/

---Anderson T. Graves II   is a writer, community organizer and consultant for education, ministry, and rural leadership development.

Rev. Anderson T. Graves II is pastor of Miles Chapel CME Church in Fairfield, Alabama;  executive director of the Substance Abuse Youth Networking Organization (SAYNO);  and director of rural leadership development for the National Institute for Human Development (NIHD).

Subscribe to my personal blog  www.andersontgraves.blogspot.com .

Email atgravestwo2@aol.com
Follow me on twitter @AndersonTGraves 

Click here to support this ministry with a donation.  Or go to andersontgraves.blogspot.com and click on the DONATE button on the right-hand sidebar.

Support by check or money order may be mailed to 
Miles Chapel CME Church
P O Box 132
Fairfield, AL 35064


Sunday, August 20, 2017

THE STORY OF THE MANNA

From Exodus to Revelations in under 30 minutes, hear how hunger leads to heaven and how an act of Divine charity shows the path for collective and personal redemption.

The message is titled: THE STORY OF  THE MANNA

Please comment.


Listen well.

If you can’t get the audio on your device, visit the main podcast page at http://revandersongraves.podomatic.com/

---Anderson T. Graves II   is a writer, community organizer and consultant for education, ministry, and rural leadership development.

Rev. Anderson T. Graves II is pastor of Miles Chapel CME Church in Fairfield, Alabama;  executive director of the Substance Abuse Youth Networking Organization (SAYNO);  and director of rural leadership development for the National Institute for Human Development (NIHD).

Subscribe to my personal blog  www.andersontgraves.blogspot.com .

Email atgravestwo2@aol.com
Follow me on twitter @AndersonTGraves 

Click here to support this ministry with a donation.  Or go to andersontgraves.blogspot.com and click on the DONATE button on the right-hand sidebar.

Support by check or money order may be mailed to 
Miles Chapel CME Church
P O Box 132
Fairfield, AL 35064

Sunday, June 18, 2017

JUST LIKE DADDY

To understand what fatherhood really is and really should be we go back to the original father, I mean the ORIGINAL original. 

The title of the message is JUST LIKE DADDY.

Please comment.


Listen well.

If you can’t get the audio on your device, visit the main podcast page at http://revandersongraves.podomatic.com/

---Anderson T. Graves II   is a writer, community organizer and consultant for education, ministry, and rural leadership development.

Rev. Anderson T. Graves II is pastor of Miles Chapel CME Church in Fairfield, Alabama;  executive director of the Substance Abuse Youth Networking Organization (SAYNO);  and director of rural leadership development for the National Institute for Human Development (NIHD).

Subscribe to my personal blog  www.andersontgraves.blogspot.com .

Email atgravestwo2@aol.com
Follow me on twitter @AndersonTGraves 

Click here to support this ministry with a donation.  Or go to andersontgraves.blogspot.com and click on the DONATE button on the right-hand sidebar.

Support by check or money order may be mailed to 
Miles Chapel CME Church
P O Box 132
Fairfield, Al 35064

Thursday, October 29, 2015

REAL WORSHIP, FROM THE TENT, TO THE TEMPLE, TO THE THRONE

What is good worship? What determines if our worship is acceptable to God?   The answer is not a list.  It is a journey. Come on that journey from Genesis to Revelations in one message. 
Delivered for the opening night of Revival at Layman’s Chapel CME Church in Birmingham, AL

The title of the message is REAL WORSHIP, FROM THE TENT, TO THE TEMPLE, TO THE THRONE.


Listen well.

If you can’t get the audio on your device, visit the main podcast page at http://revandersongraves.podomatic.com/

---Anderson T. Graves II   is a writer, community organizer and consultant for education, ministry, and rural leadership development.

Rev. Anderson T. Graves II is pastor of Miles Chapel CME Church in Fairfield, Alabama;  executive director of the Substance Abuse Youth Networking Organization (SAYNO);  and director of rural leadership development for the National Institute for Human Development (NIHD).

Subscribe to my personal blog  www.andersontgraves.blogspot.com .

Email atgravestwo2@aol.com
Follow me on twitter @AndersonTGraves  #Awordtothewise 

You can help support this ministry with a donation to Miles Chapel CME Church.

You can help support Rev. Graves’ work by visiting his personal blog and clicking the DONATE button on the right-hand sidebar.

Support by check or money order may be mailed to 
Miles Chapel CME Church
P O Box 132
Fairfield, Al 35064


Thursday, August 27, 2015

THE FIRE IN MY FATHER'S EYES


One Saturday night when I was sixteen I got arrested in Hattiesburg, Mississippi.   The state trooper who threw me on the hood of my dad’s Oldsmobile ’98 and cuffed me, said that I’d almost “run over” his cruiser.

I think he was exaggerating because I didn’t even see a Mississippi state trooper vehicle parked in the median of that intersection.  Of course, at the time I was mainly focused on my right thigh where my date’s left hand was resting.  But none of that’s why I got arrested.

I was arrested for the knife and unlicensed .38 caliber pistol the trooper found under the driver’s seat.  Now the knife was mine, but the .38 belonged to my mother.  But she’d told me to take it out of the car before I left home.  I didn’t because some of the guys in Hattiesburg had beef with some of the guys from Bassfield, and Pop’s car had a Jefferson Davis county tag, and I didn’t want to get punked in front of my date so I took the gun with me. 

And did I mention that I was 16.  I had half a lick of hair in my mustache and not a lick of sense.

It’s strange the details that you lose and the ones that you retain when you’re waiting to die.  I don’t remember what the room looked like at the trooper station.  Was it a holding cell? An interrogation room?  I remember walls and a hard chair, or maybe it was a bench.  I remember being alone or rather I remember not seeing anybody because I stared at the floor in front of my feet the entire time.   I don’t know how much time passed before my dad arrived.  Maybe because they took my watch, or maybe because I was afraid to look at it and calculate how long it would take Pops to get there driving like a guy who used to race in the truck he bought from the guy who used to race trucks.  I do remember that it was cold, colder than hospitals, colder than funeral homes.  I remember that I wanted to stay in the cold place with the walls and the hard chair or bench or cot.  I remember that I wanted them to keep me there and not call my father because he was going to murder me.

But they called him.  When he got there he looked at me hard and said, “Are. You. All right,” and looked at me even harder as I mumbled, “Yessir.”

He didn’t say anything on the way home, and he didn’t murder me when we got there.  There was no beating the  next day. No loud lecture peppered with rhetorical questions that I better answer when he was talking to me and better shut up when he was talking.  He didn’t pronounce my eternal grounding or burn my belongings and throw me out.  For weeks he barely spoke to me at all.  He just looked at me.  He said nothing, and I saw rage in his eyes.  I figured that he figured that if he opened his voice to the seething fury behind his eyes he would end up  murdering me. 

Exactly a week after my arrest, Saturday evening after finishing all of my tasks on the family farm--- tasks that I was suddenly able to do without instruction or reminders from my father--- I (Did I mention that I was 16?) asked my father if I could borrow his car and go out.

Silence.  The eyes. 

I withdrew my request and retired to my room to contemplate the fragility of life while huddled in a corner of my bed, knees pressed against my chest, watching the door for movement.

I’m 43 years old now, and I hadn’t asked my father about that incident until two weeks ago. 

Pops said, “I wasn’t mad at you.  I knew how them state troopers could be and if he had messed with you I was gone lay some hot stuff on his a**.  I didn’t want you going back down there cause they be waitin’ on you.  I know what I’m talking about, boy.  And if they’d hurt you----- none of them was going home.”

I hadn’t considered that my father grew up in segregated, rural Mississippi.  When he was in college, he marched with Medgar Evers.  He drove through Ku Klux Klan rallies down the road from his house,and knew men who’d been beaten or disappeared by state troopers.

The silent fire I had seen in his eyes wasn’t just rage.  It was mostly worry.  He had been quiet because he had no words for how scared he was for his child.  Yes, my father was mad at me for acting so recklessly but he was seething against the system that he believed was a threat to his stupid 16 year old son. He stopped me from going back to Hattiesburg not because he wanted to hurt me but because he didn’t want me to get hurt.

For nearly 30 years I had completely misunderstood my Father’s feelings.

Just like we misunderstand God’s feelings. 

When the book of Isaiah begins, Israel, the children of God, had been acting like they didn’t have a lick of sense.  They’d sinned so terribly and persistently that their Father, our Father went silent. 

He didn’t even want to punish them anymore

Why should you be stricken again? You will revolt more and more.  The whole head is sick, and the whole heart faints. (Isaiah 1: 5)

They were so close to being as bad as Sodom and Gomorrah (Isaiah 1: 9) that God called them Sodom and Gomorrah (Isaiah 1: 10).

God responded by calling for ---- silence.

No more sacrificing (verse 11).
No more worshipping (verse 12).
No more special services (verse 13)
Don’t come to Me asking permission to go out in the vehicle of My blessing (verse 15).

I used to think that Old Testament passages like this were only about God’s wrath and anger upon His people.   I’d misunderstood.  In verse 15, the Lord declared that He’s through listening.  But  in the  next verses He invited His children to come away from the sin He knew was the real threat.

Our Father says, “Come now, and let us reason together.  Though your sins are like scarlet, They shall be as white as snow; Though they are red like crimson, They shall be as wool.
If you are willing and obedient, you shall eat the good of the land; but if you refuse and rebel, you shall be devoured by the sword.” (Isaiah 1: 18-20)

The pure anger I thought I’d seen in God in the Old Testament is really mostly worry.

Yes, He is righteously indignant when His children lose focus, get off the path, and thoughtlessly place themselves in bondage to sin and sin-centered circumstances.  But mainly God wants to bring us out of that and back home into fellowship with Him.

Come now. 
“Let’s go home, son.”

Let us reason together.
“Are. You. All right.”

If you refuse and rebel…
“They’ll be waiting on you to hurt you.”

I never served time for the concealed weapon.  Somehow between the night in the cold room and the hearing at the Forrest County Courthouse, the arresting officer decided to just throw the pistol and knife in the creek  (his words). Without evidence, my case was dismissed. 

I still don’t know how my father pulled that off.

I was guilty.  I am free.  The father I thought was just mean and angry and waiting for a chance to judge me and punish me was actually my greatest advocate, my most tender and dauntless protector.  He’d rode into Hell ready to slay everything there to bring me out.  He paid a price I still don’t comprehend to set me free.

There’s so much more to see than we’ve usually seen in the fire of our Father’s eyes.

His eyes were like a flame of fire, and on His head were many crowns. He had a name written that no one knew except Himself.   And He has on His robe and on His thigh a name written: KING OF KINGS AND LORD OF LORDS.  (Revelations 19: 12, 16)
  
---Anderson T. Graves II   is a writer, community organizer and consultant for education, ministry, and rural leadership development.

Rev. Anderson T. Graves II is pastor of Miles Chapel CME Church in Fairfield, Alabama;  executive director of the Substance Abuse Youth Networking Organization (SAYNO);  and director of rural leadership development for the National Institute for Human Development (NIHD).

Subscribe to my personal blog  www.andersontgraves.blogspot.com .

Email atgravestwo2@aol.com
Follow me on twitter @AndersonTGraves 
#Awordtothewise

You can help support this ministry with a donation to Miles Chapel CME Church.

You can help support Rev. Graves’ work by visiting his personal blog and clicking the DONATE button on the right-hand sidebar.

Support by check or money order may be mailed to 
Miles Chapel CME Church
P O Box 132

Fairfield, Al 35064

Wednesday, July 22, 2015

THE WAY TO HEAVEN: GOOD OLE-FASHIONED LOVE


I heard a televangelist say, “To get into Heaven, it doesn’t matter what you do. All that matters is that God loves you.”

That’s beautiful.
Wrong.
But beautiful.

We tend to superimpose our modern cultural views of “love” on God, but you have to remember that when it comes to love and relationships, God is old-fashioned.

In the old days of courtship, an unmarried couple would meet in a designated area belonging to the family and under elders’ supervision: the outside of the tent, the parlor of the home, the courtyard.  In the old-fashioned system, love got you into the house, but only marriage would get you into the bedroom.

Heaven is eternal, intimate cohabitation with God Himself.  Jesus described our place in Heaven as a personal mansion-sized room where we are at home with the Lord (John 14: 2). 

The world is the Lord’s footstool (Matthew 5:35).  The church is the house of God (1 Timothy 3: 15).  But Heaven--- Heaven is the bedroom. 

As a human institution operating in a fallen world, the church is made up of people who SAY that they love God, but “love” doesn’t mean the same thing to everyone who uses it.

The love God wants with His church is the old-fashioned love between husband and wife. (2 Corinthians 11: 2; Ephesians 5: 25; Revelations 19: 7-9; Revelations 22: 10)

That old-fashioned marriage love is exclusive, submissive, better-or-worse, sickness-or-healing, prosperity-or-poverty, and explicitly committed.  

You can hang out in God’s presence and enjoy His company and “love” Him without being committed in the old-fashioned sense. But it won’t get you into the bedroom of Heaven.

God’s just old-fashioned like that.

I know we’re not old-fashioned anymore, but think about what you expect in a modern marriage.

Does the way the other person treats YOU matter?

If your spouse ignored your every request for time and attention, would it affect your relationship?

O My people, what have I done to you? And how have I wearied you? Testify against Me. (Micah 6: 3)

If your spouse regularly violated your marriage vows, and then came home saying they had no regrets because it would all work out for good anyway---- would it affect your relationship?

Surely, as a wife treacherously departs from her husband, so have you dealt treacherously with Me, O house of Israel,” says the Lord. (Jeremiah 3: 20)

If the wearer of your marriage ring praised you in public but demanded that you give them money every time they did so, would that wear on your heart?  Would it affect the prospects of your marriage?

Hypocrites! Well did Isaiah prophesy about you, saying:These people draw near to Me with their mouth, and honor Me with their lips, but their heart is far from Me.And in vain they worship Me, teaching as doctrines the commandments of men.’ (Matthew 15: 7-9)

If your spouse treated you like this  while you spent your money building a new and bigger house, would you not reconsider whether or not this spouse was the other name you wanted to put on the deed?

I was crushed by their adulterous heart which has departed from Me, and by their eyes which play the harlot after their idols; they will loathe themselves for the evils which they committed in all their abominations.  And they shall know that I am the Lord; I have not said in vain that I would bring this calamity upon them.” (Ezekiel 6: 9, 10)

Modern or old-fashioned, our actions affect the nature and direction of the relationship.

God loves us.  He loves us all no matter what, but what we do affects the kind of relationship God will have with us.   

Ya’ll know Galatians 6: 7?  “Do not be deceived, God is not mocked; for whatever a man sows, that he will also reap. “

That verse isn’t about money.  It’s about whether we choose faithfulness in spirit or spiritual adultery through the flesh.

For he who sows to his flesh will of the flesh reap corruption, but he who sows to the Spirit will of the Spirit reap everlasting life. (Galatians 6: 8)

In other words, God loves us, but unlike humans, love doesn’t make God stupid. God is not mocked.

Our actions/works cannot get us into Heaven.  All that matters is our relationship with God through Jesus Christ.  But in the context of that relationship, what we do matters A LOT.

Jesus answered and said to him, “If anyone loves Me, he will keep My word; and My Father will love him, and We will come to him and make Our home with him. He who does not love Me does not keep My words; and the word which you hear is not Mine but the Father’s who sent Me.” (John 14: 23, 24)

Our choices demonstrate whether our love and commitment is sincere in the old-fashioned sense or just some modern thing we profess so we can live in the new house not made with man’s hands.

God has old-fashioned expectations for our “love.”  So be as good to God as you’d want your spouse to be to you.

---Anderson T. Graves II   is a writer, community organizer and consultant for education, ministry, and rural leadership development.

Rev. Anderson T. Graves II is pastor of Miles Chapel CME Church in Fairfield, Alabama;  executive director of the Substance Abuse Youth Networking Organization (SAYNO);  and director of rural leadership development for the National Institute for Human Development (NIHD).

Subscribe to my personal blog  www.andersontgraves.blogspot.com .

Email atgravestwo2@aol.com
Follow me on twitter @AndersonTGraves 
#Awordtothewise

You can help support this ministry with a donation to Miles Chapel CME Church.

You can help support Rev. Graves’ work by visiting his personal blog and clicking the DONATE button on the right-hand sidebar.

Support by check or money order may be mailed to 
Miles Chapel CME Church
P O Box 132
Fairfield, Al 35064


Wednesday, April 29, 2015

GIVE THEM SOME SPACE?


At a press conference Baltimore Mayor Stephanie Rawlings-Blake explained why she held the police back from early and aggressive response to protestors.  She wanted police to “…make sure that the protesters were able to exercise their right to free speech.”

She went on to say “…we also gave those who wished to destroy space to do that as well, and we work very hard to keep that balance and to put ourselves in the best position to de-escalate." (NBC News)

The mediaverse lit up about Baltimore Mayor’s “Space to Destroy.”  The mayor was accused of incompetence, indifference, complicity with the violence, even racism and conspiracy to see poor Baltimore burn.  The mayor and her defenders said her words were mischaracterized, taken out of context, etc. etc.   

I don’t know.  

But I do know that what Mayor Rawlings-Blake said sounded an awful lot like something Jesus said.

In Revelations chapter 2, the Apostle John quotes Jesus from His letter to the church of Thyatira:
Nevertheless I have a few things against you, because you allow that woman Jezebel, who calls herself a prophetess, to teach and seduce My servants to commit sexual immorality and eat things sacrificed to idols. And I gave her time to repent of her sexual immorality, and she did not repent. (Revelations 2: 20, 21)

The King James Version renders the quote like this: I gave her SPACE TO REPENT

Jezebel was the evil wife of King Ahab, queen of northern Israel-Samaria, and nemesis of the prophet Elijah.  She was responsible for the slaughter of hundreds of Jewish prophets, the corruption local and national leaders; and she nearly succeeded in making pagan worship the official and exclusive religion for 10 of the 12 tribes of Israel.

Jezebel was not a good person.

Jesus said that John the Baptist was the Elijah of his day.  In similar manner, this woman in Thyatira was/ would be the new Jezebel.

Not a good person.

But the Lord didn’t/ wouldn’t intervene early to stop Jezebel’s murderous activities.   In 1 Kings 18 & 19, God authorized Elijah  to call down fire from Heaven and order the execution of Jezebel’s favorite prophets, but God didn’t let Elijah take out Jezebel.   The Lord let her live for years more, sending unheeded warning after unheeded warning to her, her husband, and their subjects.   

When the Lord finally fulfilled His prophetic promise to destroy Jezebel and all of her house,  Elijah had gone on to glory in a flaming chariot, and his protégé Elisha had to certify the execution (2 Kings 9).

But why wait?  She was not a good person.  She’s a Jezebel.  Her name is synonymous with being a bad person.  Why stand back and let her do all that damage?

Well, why stand back and let you do all the damage you’ve done?

How many hearts have you broken?
How many lies have you told?
How much pain and suffering has been caused by you, or the friend you love, or the child you adore, or the sibling you still believe in?
And why didn’t God take YOU or THEM out early?

We are all given more “space” than we deserve.

The theological terms for this are: grace, mercy, longsuffering, love.

Gracious, merciful, loving God gave, and will give, Jezebel space to repent.   She used, and will use, it as space to destroy.  Gracious, merciful, and loving God responds to that choice with destruction.

Anderson T. Graves II, circa 1992, was not a good person.  I wasn’t a murderer, but in other areas of my personal life I had some decidedly Jezebelish ways.  God gave me space to repent. In February 1994, I used that space to repent.  God saved my soul and changed my left for better than I had imagined. 

Samaria, Thyatira, Baltimore, Montgomery, or wherever you are---- in those places, we are all given more space than we deserve. 

It can be space to repent or it can be space to destroy.  The choice is in your control.

The consequences of that choice are not. 

---Anderson T. Graves II   is a writer, community organizer and consultant for education, ministry, and rural leadership development.

Rev. Anderson T. Graves II is pastor of Miles Chapel CME Church in Fairfield, Alabama;  executive director of the Substance Abuse Youth Networking Organization (SAYNO);  and director of rural leadership development for the National Institute for Human Development (NIHD).

Subscribe to my personal blog  www.andersontgraves.blogspot.com .

Email atgravestwo2@aol.com
Follow me on twitter @AndersonTGraves 
#Awordtothewise

You can help support this ministry with a donation to Miles Chapel CME Church.

You can help support Rev. Graves’ work by visiting his personal blog and clicking the DONATE button on the right-hand sidebar.

Support by check or money order may be mailed to 
Miles Chapel CME Church
P O Box 132

Fairfield, Al 35064