All kidding and fashion/hygiene aside, I really look forward to Monday mornings(and not just because I get 2 hours kid-free time with Jesus). For anyone who doesn't know it, let me just tell you that Beth Moore? She likes to drop the Truth bombs. I wish you could see a page of my notes from one of the sessions. They may or may not be unreadable, what with all the scribbling and frantic note-taking.
This Monday, Beth was talking about Esther approaching the King unbidden. Shaking in her sandals, she waited to see if King Xerxes would raise his scepter or allow the axe to fall. But here's the kicker: when the King extended his scepter to Esther, she had to reach out and touch it. Beth points out that Esther had to walk forward and accept his approval.
Well DUH, I couldn't help but think. What was she going to do, ignore the scepter and let the axe fall instead? Of COURSE she reached and touched the scepter, accepting the King's approval; it was a matter of life and death. . . But isn't that exactly the point? Every day for us, we need to reach out and touch the scepter of OUR King's approval. He patiently holds it out to me, and I find myself too busy. too tired. too frustrated. too disillusioned. too strong. too weak. . . Too everything/anything to touch the tip of the scepter He offers. What I don't recognize is that it is still a matter of life and death. Every day when I choose NOT to accept His approval, it's like I reject the cross. Allowing instead the axe to fall, and the enemy to devour me like a roaring lion.
So today I choose to step forward (even if I'm shaking in my