I keep reflecting on a sermon I heard recently that highlighted just how much we allow the flesh to destroy us.  The sermon highlighted the fact that Zimri was so determined to bring this Midianite woman into his tent, he totally disrespected the fact that Moses and the congregation of the Israelites were there humbling themselves before God, praying that He would spare their lives after being disgusted with their sexual immorality and worship of idol Gods.  He literally passes through this solemn congregation and continues to the tent so focused on satisfying his flesh, he had no regard for those praying EVEN on his behalf.  In Numbers the 25th chapter we learn that he and the woman are killed by Phinehas for their disrespectful acts. It is very apparent that Zimri and the woman were in compromising positions based on the description of how the sphere pierced each of them.  While I know murder would not be acceptable today, this act by Phinehas was considered honorable and scripture says the plague against the Israelites was stopped but not before 24,000 lives were lost.

Look at what’s going on around us.  Plagues and diseases. Ebola and Enteriovirus – no cure or vaccine for either of them. Everyday we read of one more diagnosis-one more death.  The same is true with cancer-everyday a new diagnosis and while much research has been done to advance us toward a cure, there is no cure in immediate view.  When I remember the scripture in 2Chronicles 7:14, I can’t help but focus on US.  We know the formula for the land being healed so why is healing not taking place?  I get that even with a willing spirit, the flesh is weak.  I just wonder who really cares enough to deny himself or herself?  Who even feels a sense of conviction when he or she gives in to the flesh? I shutter to know the real answers to these questions.

I have felt somewhat burdened over the last few weeks as I have pondered this.  I keep asking myself, what are we doing?  I keep wondering if Jesus were to return today, what position would He find us in.  I even wonder at times who really cares. At the end of the day, I’m finally convinced that it’s not just a flesh issue, it is a faith issue and if we are honest with ourselves we cannot separate one from the other. With all of the love I can muster up for myself, my loved ones, my friends, even my enemies I am praying that conviction will always fall upon us and that we will be determined to make our first priority living a life pleasing to God. Ask yourself-what’s my position on this issue, what “position” might He find me in today and if it’s not aligned with His word and His will, how quickly can I reposition myself.