(Based on Genesis 13)
Abram was the called one. God spoke to him one on one. He got the directions straight from the King Himself. He decides to be obedient and off he went taking his cousin Lot with him. Along the way, they ran into conflict with their livestock and boundaries so Abram decided it was time to separate. He went to Lot and let him decide which way he wanted to go to set up his homestead. Abram assured him he wanted peace and he allowed him to choose. Lot, of course, like many of us, chooses the land that resembles the Garden of Eden, lush and pristine. Abram was good with that so they put distance between them.
Abram had the right to choose the best. After all, he did Lot a favor by bringing him along…actually God told him to leave everyone but his immediate family behind and for whatever reason he chose to bring Lot. Things could have gotten really ugly between them. “Hey! You’re forgetting your manners, boy. If it weren’t for me you wouldn’t be here at all! I’m the leader, you can’t have the plush land of Jordan. God called me – I deserve the best…”. It could have gone like that.
I’m the oldest of my father’s four children. I have rights as the firstborn…yet I find myself with nothing that identifies me as my father’s child except my last name. I could fight for what is rightfully mine. For years I struggled to find and establish my place in my family and found myself deeply wounded and disappointed at every turn. I was always the outcast and never treated like the others. When my father died, I chose to let go and move on. I shook the dust from my shoes. I decided what went along with what I “deserved” is in no way worth any more heartache. I waived my rights to myself. I’ve never regretted that decision.
I left behind “good and right” for the best God has for me and I don’t regret it. Some say I’ve cheated myself. Maybe that’s true, it depends on perspective. Everything affiliated with what “should” one day be mine is laced with terrible pain, a lifetime of lies and scars it’s taken a lifetime to heal. So.
What are you fighting for? Maybe it’s time to reassess. Look at what the fight is doing to you…not for you. Is it worth it? A life of faith – a walk of faith sometimes will take us to the place of choice where we REALLY have to let go and give it to God. Sometimes faith begs the question, will you let go of what you think is rightfully yours? No, it’s not right or fair and no, it shouldn’t even have to be a choice, but it is what it is. Do you dare have that kind of faith in God, that one day He will heal you and make all the wrongs right?
I choose to have 100% complete faith in my Father. I choose to believe He will do exactly what He has promised, restore that which was lost. I believe He will heal me of every single hurt and heartache. As a matter of fact, He’s doing it right now.
Think about what happened to Lot and where he made his home. It was all utterly destroyed. Abram walked on and walked into EVERY promise God made him. Will you?