I was outside and felt a breeze blow over me and then I saw wheat. I heard, “Blowing off the chaff.” I saw a lot of chaff being blown off a strong and sturdy stalk of wheat. I closed my eyes and allowed the wind to blow over me as I listened to the sound of it and felt closer to heaven.
God is truly in every moment…it’s us that don’t always realize it or notice.
I believe many of us are in a season where God is removing chaff. During this season, many things may be shifting, relationships coming and going, opinions are being changed, etc. This is a good season.
I keep thinking, whatever can be shaken will be shaken. We are to look for whatever remains.
Many ideas, beliefs, and opinions are being thrust over us every day. It seems there is no end to the rules set before us by worldly culture. It’s become cumbersome and quite ridiculous.
Why on earth would any of us change our theology to fit these flash in the pan ideas? Why would anyone believe that God Himself would change to suit them?
When the tumult of forceful ideas and demands comes, it’s time to be steady, not blown about by the winds.
Chaff is blown about by the ever-changing winds. The wheat remains. The Word of God remains. God never changes.
I am consistently baffled to see many who I believed to be rooted believers, begin to be blown around by the shifting of winds. It has been a stark reminder that I am only to follow the One. No celebrity Christian (can you even believe that’s a thing?) or pastor is above the voice of God in my life.
We are to weigh everything with scripture. We are to be sensitive to the leading of Holy Spirit.
I don’t know what circumstance you’re living in, but I do know the One Who remains the same…yesterday, today, and forever.
Contend, Lord, with those who contend with me; fight against those who fight against me. Take up shield and armor; arise and come to my aid. Brandish spear and javelin against those who pursue me. Say to me, “I am your salvation.” May those who seek my life be disgraced and put to shame; may those who plot my ruin be turned back in dismay. May they be like chaff before the wind, with the angel of the Lord driving them away; may their path be dark and slippery, with the angel of the Lord pursuing them. Since they hid their net for me without cause and without cause dug a pit for me, may ruin overtake them by surprise- may the net they hid entangle them, may they fall into the pit, to their ruin. Then my soul will rejoice in the Lord and delight in His salvation. My whole being will exclaim, “Who is like You, Lord? You rescue the poor and needy from those who rob them.” Psalm 35:1-10
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