Dispatches were sent by couriers to all the king’s provinces with the order to destroy, kill and annihilate all the Jews–young and old, women and little children–on a single day, and to plunder their goods. Esther 3:13
Haman’s attempt to turn the King against the Jews was successful. Xerxes issued a decree that would bring about the destruction of every living Jew. Terror was felt throughout the kingdom and the sound of wailing could be heard throughout the land. It was a foreshadowing of the many future times when similar orders would be given. The terror of the Jewish people under Adolf Hitler was no less traumatic that what the Jews in Esther’s time felt.
But here’s the thing with suffering. There is a time for us to suffer patiently but there is also a time to fight against evil, knowing that the plan for our demise is not of God and must be battled in heavenly places. Discerning the difference is the key, isn’t it? God tells me that I will suffer. I’m called to walk in the footsteps of Jesus. But knowing whether or not it is my time to do so is critical. If it is, God allows me to participate in the story of redemption of this fallen world. I am given an opportunity to showcase His glory, just as Jesus did as He faced the cross. However, some trials are not mine to embrace. Often, God told Jesus and his followers to flee in order to avoid untimely plots and satanic plans enacted to thwart the purposes of God. There were times Jesus withstood the attacks and held His tongue. There were other times that He slipped through the crowd and disappeared until things calmed down.
Satan is at work every day. He will orchestrate destruction of every kind against me. I must live so close to Jesus that I am able to discern whether this is my time to suffer or to fight on my knees. When sickness arrives at my front door, for instance, I automatically engage in warfare. More than half the time, I discover that it was an arrow of the enemy, sent to destroy the work God has called me to do. After praying, I heal quickly and avoid the full version of the illness. Other times, God does not deliver me and I understand that my infirmities are meant for a higher purpose; sovereignly allowed by God for my good.
The Jewish people in Susa and beyond went to prayer, calling out for deliverance and falling on their knees in repentance. They battled in the spiritual realm for their lives and God’s power was unleashed. Their lives would be spared and evil would be exposed. When trouble comes, I will pray about whether or not I should go into battle mode in prayer. Or, I will know that this is one of the times it is necessary for me to suffer a trial so that others may see Christ in me.
Show me the difference as I listen for Your voice. I can not begin to figure this out on my own. You couldn’t either and listened to Your Father. In Jesus’ name, Amen.
There are those who often attempt to buy me off in order to get what they want. “If you do that for me, I’ll make it worth your while,” I am told. I’m usually offered something they know I want, or even something I really need, which makes the proposition so attractive and hard to resist. The glitter of it can blind me to good judgment. I am in danger of compromising my ethics and even rationalizing that this could be God’s answer to my prayer. Not only will the transaction corrupt me but I will have missed the opportunity to experience God’s provision down the road.
If we want to see the true measure of a person, we just need to begin to observe them when they find themselves in a place of position to wield some power. With final authority in their grasp, their true nature will be revealed. What they value will be promoted and what they hold in disdain will be eradicated. Haman’s twisted agenda made its way from his heart to his tongue. With it, shrewdness surfaced. Forked speech was needed to mask his real intention because he wasn’t the king. His power, though large, wasn’t ultimate. His arguments were slick and the ability to be cunning was enhanced by the power of the devil.
Behind enmity of any kind, there’s always something bigger going on; something sinister in the spirit world that exacerbates seeds of discord. Satan loves division among people groups. He favors anything that God hates. God calls His children to unity; Satan calls his children to discord. God calls His children to love one another; Satan calls his children to kill and destroy. Whenever prejudice is not dealt with, it intensifies with each generation. Sin is never dormant. Left to itself, it will grow, giving Satan an opportunity to get even more mileage out of hatred.
I have been humbled over the years to see how important it is in ministry to handle each encounter with grace, whether a skycap, a store clerk, or a college student who offers to help with some heavy boxes at a conference. Oftentimes, the most important work I can do for the Kingdom is what seems trivial at the time. An 18-year-old kid who helped me in my early twenties grew up to become someone’s boss. A newly married guy in his twenties, working as a sound tech in one of my early concerts, became a vice-president and the decision maker for a publishing company.
When God found me, when I responded to His invitation to know Him intimately, He also celebrated. He crowned my head, made me an heir to His kingdom, and called me His daughter. He threw a party in heaven and the invitation might have read, “Come and help me celebrate. My lost child has come home!” Now, he also gives to me ‘according to His riches.’ My God shall supply all your needs, according to His riches in glory through Christ Jesus. Philippians 4:19
When it appears I’ve carved my own path and the results were positive, the joy will be hollow. Privately, I know but better. I may seek His blessing but don’t trust Him enough to give it to me in the way He planned, and in a way that I believe is good for me. I want the light of His countenance on my life but am also out to make sure I get it. I simply will not relinquish control, and will manipulate and self-promote. The success feels fragile in my hands because I know that it was done in the flesh. God is discernibly absent though I’ll never admit it to those who might admire me.
If the night with the king turned out to be traumatic, would that erode her faith? Would she consider God to be faithful if the night was anything but idyllic? Not if she knew the stories of the children of Israel, the ones to whom God entrusted the blessings of leadership but also the burdens of fallen mankind.
Those with the spiritual gift of intercession, for instance, are given godly discernment into people and situations. They are often called to be the ‘truth tellers’; bringing painful truths to light. But more often than not, God does not release them to speak. He reveals information to them for the sole purpose of interceding. He directs them to pray rather than confront.