But God Intervened: Searching, Saving, Steering
Ephesians 2:4-7
"But God, being rich in mercy, because of the great love with which he loved us, even when we were dead in our trespasses, made us alive together with Christ—by grace you have been saved—and raised us up with him and seated us with him in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus, so that in the coming ages he might show the immeasurable riches of his grace in kindness toward us in Christ Jesus."
I woke very early this morning, and I was drawn to reading Psalm 139. And I found myself moved by the last verses:
"Search me, O God, and know my heart! Try me and know my thoughts! And see if there be any grievous way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting [the ancient ways]!"
In today's discovery through Ephesians, we learn that we’re "dead in trespasses," yet But God, rich in mercy, driven by great love, makes us alive, raises us up, and seats us with Christ in heavenly places. It’s all by grace, not our doing. In Psalm 139, God has already searched and known us completely (no hiding, no pretense), formed us intricately, and holds us secure.
Together, they paint a picture of a God who knows our worst (our deadness in sin, our grievous ways) yet responds with overwhelming mercy, love, grace, and kindness. Meanwhile Satan is orchestrating our destruction, there's no escape from it as he leads the world to hell. And we at one time were following his ways, aimlessly wondering purposelessly in his direction.
The world, Satan's world, thinks that there's no escape from his fleeting, destructive way of the wicked. He believes he has a hold on everyone and every thing. He thinks he has authority to rob and kill and destroy. And the world couldn't care less. The people yield and flow with his way. Willingly surrendering to his power rather than submit to the Lord’s mercy and grace. They would rather wonder around in fellowship with the devil than experience God's love because they presume it comes with a certain degree of conviction and trust they cannot abide by.
Yet the gospel shatters that illusion.
But God.
Rich in mercy, great in love...intervenes.
He doesn’t wait for us to escape on our own (we couldn’t); He makes us alive together with Christ, raises us up, and seats us with Him in the heavenly places. Left to my own ways I'd forever wonder off into insignificance. But for God, I'd never had found the ancient way. I would never had experienced Him display the immeasurable riches of His grace and kindness toward us in Christ Jesus. But for God, my rescue from Satan's destruction would have never become exaltation showing God's glory.
While I was wondering around lost in my sin death, I didn't know that God was already searching me…to see if there were any grievous ways in me, and leading me in the way everlasting. I didn't know about the warnings and promises from Scripture:
Jeremiah 6:16
Thus says the Lord:
"Stand by the roads, and look, and ask for the ancient paths, where the good way is; and walk in it, and find rest for your souls. But they said, ‘We will not walk in it.’"
I didn't know I was trading eternal rest for temporary autonomy.
But God knows.
And thanks be to God, now I know His ways.
The ancient paths aren’t nostalgic relics; they’re the timeless, proven way of faithfulness to God. The good way of obedience, trust, and true worship as modeled, and laid out in His Word. In contrast to the exhausting, fruitless chase after idols, self-rule, and the world’s trends. I have no time or patience for Satan's schemes anymore. And I will not walk in them, no matter the cost.
Some (most really) chose the illusion of freedom over the reality of rest. But praise God; for you, for me, and for all who have been made alive in Christ. The refusal to walk in fellowship with the world isn’t the end of the story. The Spirit awakens us to stand at the crossroads, to look, to ask, and by grace, to walk in that good and ancient path, the way the truth and the life.
This early morning it's a timely reminder that while the world flows with Satan’s destructive current, God has transferred us into His kingdom, leading us in the way everlasting.
It feels like fresh grace.
Sometimes the Lord will do that, He'll bother you just enough to get you some grace you sorely needed. That's why I call it God's time. In the quiet hours when all my distractions have faded, He comes to deliver the precise grace my soul was aching for.
Not forceful, but insistent enough to pull me out of bed, open the Word, and let fresh mercy flood in. It’s tender persistence, isn’t it? It's a rudder in Satan’s rudderless destructive current.
In these wee hours of the morning, the world continues to drift aimlessly. Carried along by fierce winds of deception, pride, and fleeting desires. Under the influence of the one who blinds and destroys. No anchor, just chaos leading to ruin. But God...
James 3:4 says it perfectly:
"Look at the ships also: though they are so large and are driven by strong (sometimes contrary) winds, they are guided by a very small rudder wherever the will of the pilot directs."
The rudder doesn’t fight the wind head-on, it doesn't try and shift the winds; it subtly and precisely redirects the whole vessel according to the pilot’s will.
With an early morning whisper He says, "Stand…look…ask for the ancient paths". "I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go; I will counsel you with my eye upon you. Be not like a horse or a mule, without understanding, which must be curbed with bit and bridle."
A Scripture at dawn, a prayer stirring the heart. It’s fresh grace indeed.
May that rudder keep holding us true today and every day, keeping us steady amid whatever winds blow. May we find potential today and safe harbor for all our days to come. In Christ our lord, amen.