The God Who Answers

What is the name of the God you pray to?  We know it’s important to identify who we’re talking to; that’s why we have caller ID.  If I don’t know who it is, I don’t pick up.  Would you like to know God “picks up” when you call?  

A long time ago in Israel the people had a choice of which God to call on.  They were in a desperate situation.  No rain had fallen on the land in over 3 years.  They were running out of food to eat, and they had to turn their farm animals loose because they couldn’t water them.  

The prophet Elijah told the people Israel’s God, the Lord, Yahweh, was the true and living God and they needed to worship only him.  But the people were not so sure.  There were hundreds of prophets telling them to worship Baal.  Baal was known as the god of storms, rain, lightening and thunder.  The people were afraid that if they stopped praying to Baal it would never rain. They couldn’t make up their minds, so God told Elijah to help them.

Elijah set up a contest on top of a mountain and called all the people to come watch.  The prophets of Baal came, all 450 of them.  Elijah brought two bulls.  He gave one to the Baal prophets to kill and burn as an offering to their god.  BUT they could not light the fire; no matches or lighters.  They had to call on Baal to come down and consume the bull.  Elijah would call on Yahweh to light the fire under his bull. Whichever god sent fire would show he was the true god.

This should have been easy for Baal, because he was supposed to be the god of lighting.  One bolt would do it.  So Elijah sat down and watched them call on Baal to light their fire.

Elijah sat and watched all morning, and so did the huge crowd, but nothing happened.  Around noon Elijah started to ask them where Baal was.

“You better yell louder,” Elijah said.  “Maybe he’s asleep and you need to wake him up.”

The prophets yelled as loud as they could, dancing around the altar.  But nothing. No one answered.

“Do you think he’s away? “ Elijah taunted.  “Maybe he’s on vacation.  Or maybe he had to go to the bathroom.”

Finally the prophets got knives and cut themselves until their faces, arms and legs were covered in blood.  They thought that would bring Baal, who liked the smell of blood.  But nothing happened.

When it was time for the traditional evening sacrifice to Yahweh, Elijah told everyone to come watch him.

Elijah had gallons and gallons of water poured all over his bull, sticks and stone altar until the water ran everywhere.  There was no way anyone could light that fire.  What was he  thinking?  

Then Elijah prayed, “O Yahweh, God of Abraham, Isaac, and Israel, let it be known this day that you are God in Israel, and that I am your servant, and that I have done all these things at your word. Answer me, O Yahweh, answer me, that this people may know that you, O Yahweh, are God, and that you have turned their hearts back.”

When he finished praying fire from Yahweh fell.  It burned up the bull.  It burned all the sticks and the stones of the altar.  It even licked up the water.  Nothing remained, not one drop of water. The people fell down and worshiped Yahweh.  And the bogus prophets ran away in fear.  A few hours later it started to rain hard.

Once in a village just outside Jerusalem Jesus stood in a contest.  The people could not decide who he was, even though he had told them.  So he stood outside the tomb of his friend Lazarus who had been dead for four days.  There was a large crowd, and when Jesus asked for the door to the tomb to be rolled away, everyone expected a horrible stench to come out.  

But Jesus prayed, ““Father, I thank you that you have heard me. I knew that you always hear me, but I said this on account of the people standing around, that they may believe that you sent me.”

Then Jesus yelled, “Lazarus, come out!”  

The surprised crowd fell silent.  But the silence was pierced by the joyful shrieks from Lazarus’ sisters as they ran to embrace him.

Some persons standing there believed in Jesus, that he was the Messiah, the Son of God.  But the sad thing is, others didn’t.  And some even plotted to kill Jesus, which they did.

We all have to choose to whom we pray.  And it matters.

God says to us, “Call on me in a day of trouble; I will rescue you, and you will honor me.” (Psalms 50:15 ,CSB)

I hope you will read the details of these events.  Click here for the story of Elijah (1 Kings 18) and here for the story of Jesus and Lazarus ( John 11.)

You may wonder if God is still doing amazing things today.  I recommend these books: The Case for Miracles by Lee Strobel and Miracles by Eric Metaxas.

Just Hope

There is a voice deep in your heart that cries out for justice.  It’s been there a long time, since the day you thought, “that’s not fair.”

And this voice made me board a bus in the morning dark on January 24 and ride for hours to the heart of our nation’s capital.  There I joined 400,000 others to say, “That’s not fair when a baby in her mother’s womb is torn apart.”

You are probably not aware that so many pro-lifers did this.  The main media chose to ignore this March for Life, and, while that is not fair,IMG_6616.jpeg it is nothing compared to ignoring the tiny persons whose lives are taken unjustly.

As I walked the miles from the Mall to the Supreme Court I passed the Capitol building.  

The Chief Justice of the Supreme Court was inside that building, presiding in the Senate Chamber. But he was not there to judge; the Senators were judging.  In this not often seen arrangement the innocence or guilt of the President was being decided by the opinions of 100 Senators.  And no matter what they decide we will hear for years, “That’s not fair.”

So, who gets to make the final decision of what is fair and just?

If we work at it we can convince ourselves that fairness is for us, not them.  History has a long list of “not thems.”  Maybe you’ve been on that list.  Right now children waiting to be born are on that list and can be killed up to the moment of birth at the choice of their mothers.  Fair enough? 

Deep down we long for a justice that is not decided by 100 senators or the mood of a mother.  We want justice that cannot be moved.  Can we find reason to hope for that?

When Jesus walked with humanity he was accused of many wrongs and executed for those accusations.  Yet he claimed to have authority from God to judge rightly saying, “I have much to say about you and much to judge, but he who sent me is true, and I declare to the world what I have heard from him.”

The only rock-solid justice we can hope for has to come from the Creator of all who placed the voice of justice, the moral law, in each human heart.  And when God raised Jesus from the dead he affirmed his power and intent to bring final justice to all.  

Everyone who wants true justice will receive it, and with such justice comes mercy.  Scripture says, “He forgave us all our sins,  having canceled the charge of our legal indebtedness, which stood against us and condemned us; he has taken it away, nailing it to the cross.”  

But you have to want the just Judge.  

The prophet Isaiah wrote, “For the Lord is a God of justice. Blessed are all who wait for him!”

We don’t just hope; we hope in the One who is Just, a just hope.

scriptures quoted: John 8:25; Colossians 2:13-14; Isaiah 30:18

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