Psalm 56:13 KJV “For thou hast delivered my soul from death: wilt not thou deliver my feet from falling, that I may walk before God in the light of the living?”
This is the cry of believers every day: a half a miracle. God saved David’s life, but did not allow him to thrive. He was begging for a wide path under his feet so he could walk largely before His God with peace.
Again and again we see this anguish. Someone is healed of cancer, but God does not relieve them of the crushing medical bills. Someone goes through massive deliverance and regains physical and emotional health, but their family life is unchanged.
They are unshaken in their allegiance to the God who has done them such amazing good, but baffled at God not allowing them to thrive, only survive.
The stories are legion and the pain is excruciating.
I have walked with hundreds in that situation. And run an ultra marathon myself, in that situation. I can tell thousands of glory stories of God’s supernatural provision for me, but the path beneath my feet remains very narrow and slippery. God releases staggering light to me for you, but not about some of the things that directly affect me.
In that frame, our team has been exploring the Exodus lately. The time before the Red Sea mirrors life with miracles, but without thriving. God did miracle after miracle for the Hebrews. The Egyptians were defeated again and again.
Consider the miracle of light: there was light in each individual Hebrew home while there was only oppressive darkness in the Egyptian realm. Truly a miracle of legendary proportions, utterly humiliating the sun god Ra.
But, after the three days of miracles were up, the Hebrews reported back to the brickyards, still slaves to the Egyptians their God had just humiliated the day before.
Thriving does not include brickyards!
The Hebrews’ God defeated the Egyptian gods ten times, and they still were not thriving. The Hebrews left Egypt at the urging of the Egyptians, but they were still not thriving. The Hebrews were enriched by the Egyptians that last night, but they were still not thriving.
Shortly after their escape, Pharaoh and his generals and the horses and chariots and foot soldiers came after them, to re-establish the slavery. Definitely not thriving!
Thriving was only possible when Pharaoh, his generals, his army and their horses were DEAD and the chariots were irretrievably damaged and sunk in the bottom of the Red Sea.
To achieve that level of victory, the Hebrews had to risk utter annihilation at the hand of God, facing a risk larger than perpetual slavery – walking through the Red Sea.
They had never faced that level of risk. There was no way to gauge whether the pathway through the water would hold all night. If God did not come through, they would all be drowned. There was no back up plan. No way to minimize the risk. Either they risked the entire nation with all their young ones and all their possessions in the hope that God would come through in this unusual way, or they went back into vicious slavery for the rest of their lives with no hope of God intervening again.
They went through the Sea, and the exact fear they had of the Sea crashing in on them in utter destruction was what happened to the Egyptian leaders.
They had to risk death at a staggering level, before God would kill their perennial enemy and set them truly free.
I find myself in that place. For several months, God has been hinting that we are coming up against a crisis. Eventually the time frame narrowed down to the next four weeks. On Monday the 10th, it became apparent that Project N was a key part of the battlefield.
While this is the immediate excuse for Egyptian anger at me, I have been well aware that I have been under a glass ceiling for a long time, allowed to live, blessed repeatedly, but not allowed to thrive.
So I am going for the kill on this one. I am putting the company and myself at significant risk on several areas that are very dear to me. We will walk defiantly into the Red Sea, with no human safety net. If this is not of God, then I and my tribe will drown rather severely. If this is of God, then Pharaoh and his men will drown rather completely, and I will finally be able to thrive.
You are at risk if you join me in the battle. This constitutes full disclosure!
But I would welcome your battle for the next four weeks so that we will have a wide path before us to walk in the light and to thrive.
I don’t think this is something any person is allowed to initiate on their own. The Hebrews did not wake up one morning and decide to make a mad dash to the Red Sea to check out God’s faithfulness.
But when we see a pattern of God visiting His people with great promises, great miracles and an ever increasing crisis, it suggests that it is time for an Exodus on His schedule, under His supervision.
I feel that time has come for SLG, so we are going for complete freedom. Let Pharaoh die this time, not just be inconvenienced.
“Father, I come to You proclaiming that You are the Lord of life and of light. I feel You have called me to break free from a particular kind of bondage at this time. So I commit myself to obedience to You, as You lead me into a more and more narrow place, increasing the risk on a regular basis.
“You have saved my life many times. Now I ask You to take the life of Your ancient enemy who is in hot pursuit of me. Let me be free to thrive, walking in Your light, with my feet on a broad path. Let this Egyptian devouring be ended for all time.”
Copyright February 2014 by Arthur Burk
From home, with defiance