As I read from Numbers this morning, I admit (It could have been that it was three a.m.) to being a little critical of what I read. I thought “Why am I reading these same words twelve times in ONE chapter, and then it is finished off with a sum of all those items. Had it been the Word’s of Christ, some profound point, I could have understood, but this is what I read: His offering was one silver charger, the weight whereof was a hundred and thirty shekels, one silver bowl of seventy shekels, after the shekel of the sanctuary; both of them full of fine flour mingled with oil for a meat offering:One golden spoon of ten shekels, full of incense: One young bullock, one ram, one lamb of the first year, for a burnt offering: One kid of the goats for a sin offering: And for a sacrifice of peace offerings, two oxen, five rams, five he goats, five lambs of the first year.
When it was time for me to start my day, I realized they all made the same sacrifice. Yes, it was a redundancy to spell it out person by person, day after day for twelve days and over 89 total verses. I don’t believe God wastes words though, so what was the point He was trying to make. His point was that big or small, strong or weak, repentant or not, they all required the same sacrifice. It didn’t matter the size, what they had done, who they were. They all required the same sacrifice. I think sometimes today I forget this. I categorize sin, but the same sacrifice was required for all sin. I judge behaviors, but the same sacrifice was required to cover them all. I justify words and actions, but the same sacrifice was required to cover them all. Jesus Christ, the perfect sacrifice was required for every person regardless of race, gender, color, ability, orientation, beliefs, marital status, accepting of Him or not, repentant or not. The same sacrifice was made for us all.
I have been through a lot in life, but through Christ I am more than an overcomer. I am not perfect, I will never claim to be. Praise God I am forgiven though.
I am rather opinionated. I see most things in black and white and believe honesty is always the best policy. This combination sometimes comes off harsh. The truth is I love people. I truly love helping others and try to believe the best about others. It is easy to find faults, but focusing on strengths is more my style, but I also shoot it straight. If it sounds harsh, know my heart is for something better for you.