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How much did you enjoy the story of Esther? How much did it stir your heart to live differently? Have you vowed to be more intentional to find the purpose for which you were created? As you think about her story and how she has impacted your own life, consider these amazing facts ~

The book of Esther was written nearly 2,500 years ago.

Esther wouldn’t have thought of flipping a coin about a life’s decision. Instead, she fasted and prayed.

She was married to someone who did not share her faith and she struggled to know how to serve both her husband, and God.

Her name is recorded 55 times in the Bible, more than any other woman including Mary, the mother of Jesus.

Her great grandfather was Jesse, the father of King David. That makes David her great-uncle.

Esther exhibited love, courage, wisdom, understanding, counsel, knowledge, fortitude, piety, and fear of the Lord – all the essential characteristics of a woman who lives in the Gifts of the Spirit.

The name of God is not mentioned in the book of Esther but He doesn’t have to be mentioned to be noticed. He is seen in the light and countenance of those who belong to Him. His Shekinah – His Light – is amplified through you and affects those around you. Xerxes chooses Esther as he is drawn like a moth to the flame of the shekinah surrounding her.

Many critics decry the fact that Esther did not live as a true Jewish woman should, denouncing the fact that she did not adhere to the strict Jewish diet while in the palace. Yet Esther was more about her relationship with God and her soul was not defined by what she ate. Intuitively, she knew this even before Jesus preached it 450 years later in Mark 7:18-20:

“Do you not perceive that whatever enters a man from outside cannot defile him, because it does not enter his heart buy his stomach, and is eliminated, thus purifying all foods. And He said, ‘What comes out of a man, that defiles man. ‘”

Esther’s willingness to serve her God was stronger than her fear of death. Even more so, she understands that perhaps she was born “for such a time as this.” God put her on this earth for a reason, and He was giving her His ultimate purpose for her life. If she was destined to die, then so be it. She had her solid trust, and faith, in God. She took Proverbs 3:5-6 (written by her cousin King Solomon) to heart:

“Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding; In all your ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct your paths.”

How glorious and wonderful to know how much God loves you as much as you love Him, and to know that He made you exactly the way you are, and the time where He placed you, for His glory and for His purpose. You are special to Him just like Queen Esther– don’t ever forget that. His purpose for you is to further His kingdom, and He has put you where you are, with specific people surrounding you, for a reason and for a purpose. And He will lead you to it, if you only ask.

Taken from a great online article. https://womeninscripture.com/esther-a-woman-born-for-such-a-time-as-this/

Mordecai the Jew was second in rank to King Xerxes, preeminent among the Jews, and held in high esteem by his many fellow Jews, because he worked for the good of his people. Esther 10:3

The book of Esther concludes with a twist. Esther, the heroine, is not on center stage anymore. It is Mordecai who enjoys the spotlight.

His love for people has shaped his style of leadership. He knows that just because a person has the clout to make others fear him doesn’t mean that person should use it.

There are people in government who enjoy the heady feeling they experience when they write new laws. To imagine millions under their control, following their regulations to the letter, inflates their sense of importance. It’s the fodder of Pharisees.

Parents also bark orders and cause children to cower in submission. A mother or father who experienced helplessness as a child often makes the most dangerous kind of parent. The wrong kind of power never buys love. Others obey out of fear but love and respect are absent.

Mordecai was a type of Jesus. He was not self-obsessed. He rose to power only because his love for others was stellar. He was a forerunner to Jesus who came to serve mankind. Jesus showed the power of restraint. Instead of assuming a throne and using His muscle to force the world to bow at his feet, His power hid behind the face of tenderness. He declared His love, proved it at Calvary, then asked us to willingly kneel at His feet. Causing us to tremble and simply give lip service was not His style.

Today, every person in the Trinity still rules with the power of love. They call to us to intimacy, hoping we’ll take them up on their invitation. Today’s verse could be re-written. “Jesus is held in high esteem by his many followers because He works for the good of His people.”

I will use power over others today. Will I serve them or use them to feed my anemic ego? Make me like You, Jesus. In Jesus’ name, Amen.

So Queen Esther, daughter of Abihail, along with Mordecai the Jew, wrote with full authority to confirm this second letter concerning Purim. And Mordecai sent letters to all the Jews in the 127 provinces of the kingdom of Xerxes–words of goodwill and assurance. Esther 9:27

“You’re going to be fine!” is wonderful to hear as long as this news is coming from the right person. A doctor may speak them following a high-risk surgery and if I’m the patient or a family member of the patient, I breathe a sigh of relief. However, when they come from someone who has a history of dismissing my pain, the pronouncement is hollow. The power of the words depends on the credibility of the speaker.

The last letter that had gone out on royal steed to the 127 provinces of the kingdom of Xerxes delivered news of doom. I can well imagine that the mood of the people, when the second letter arrived, was one of anxiety. Perhaps trembling hands held the document. The people anticipated an announcement that would end their world. Instead, they received a pronouncement that they were a blessed people; ones who would enjoy favor, prestige, and unlimited power.

I look forward to my time of writing every morning. It’s my chance to share words of goodwill and assurance. They don’t originate with me, for who am I? I’m just the King’s messenger. He, however, is all-powerful and trustworthy. You can take God’s messages as Gospel truth. Dare to rejoice! His Word to you is clear.

He is not mad at you.
He longs for your company.
He is waiting to forgive your sins.
Your soul can live in peace.
You have a glorious future.
He does not play favorites.
And you are the daughter, or a son, whom He loves without reservation.

If I’m not moved by Your words, my heart is ailing. Heal it and soften it so that my joy may be full. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.

Mordecai recorded these events, and he sent letters to all the Jews, to have them celebrate annually the fourteenth and fifteenth days of the month of Adar as the time when the Jews got relief from their enemies, and as the month when their sorrow was turned into joy and their mourning into a day of celebration. Esther 9: 20-2

Mordecai had supernatural eyesight. He was able to see thousands of years down the road. Because he declared the day of Jewish freedom a holiday, he invented an annual party. To this day, the Jews tell the story of Esther, Mordecai, and Haman to their children and they celebrate the deliverance of their ancestors.

“Review and Remember” is a continual theme throughout scripture. We are to commemorate the moments of God’s faithfulness with joyful celebration. We’re encouraged to tell others the stories. I can imagine that Jacob told his children, and his grandchildren, the account of the incident at Bethel. It became a familiar bedtime tale. The Jewish people of old did not need to fabricate fairy tales to entertain their children. Instead, they related the narratives of their own lives. Interesting plots were plentiful.

I recall the many years I had little news to tell. My spiritual life was uneventful. I knew theology and could certainly talk about that but passing along theological information divorced from the context of a personal relationship with God is always as dry as dust.

John Wesley said, “I learned more about Christianity from my mother than from all the theologians of England.” Each of us has a story. There should be at least a handful of life- defining moments spiritually. Does anybody know yours? We should invent some personal holidays, invite our extended families to the party, and start telling the stories of our lives. The point is not to make myself the hero! While I’m certainly one of the main characters on stage, God is the star of the show. The glorious moments He revealed His hand and left His fingerprints are the point of it all. May our descendants ‘remember and review’ our spiritual legacies for the sake of inspiration and instruction.

It’s time to open my mouth. May I not go to the grave silent and rob my family of knowing Your power and glory. In Jesus’ name, Amen.

The Jews in Susa came together on the fourteenth day of the month of Adar, and they put to death in Susa three hundred men, but they did not lay their hands on the plunder. Esther 9:15

In every province, the Jews sought to kill all those who were armed to come against them. The king’s commission had given them the right to not only kill the women and children of their enemies, but to enrich themselves with the plunder of their conquests. However, throughout the land, the Jews were united in their ethics. Women and children were not touched and no spoils were taken. Worldly goods were left behind with the survivors. Consideration and compassion ruled their behavior.

The Jews were only concerned with the preservation of their lives. They had no designs for wealth. They emulated their father Abraham who, much earlier in history, had refused to plunder the spoils of Sodom.

Just because I have the power to do something doesn’t mean I should follow through with it. There is something self-righteous in me that loves to follow things to the letter of the law. It makes me feel good. The glint in my eye for order and justice can drive me beyond the point where one hears God’s call for grace. Would I be willing to lay down the sword for a better agenda? What if God reveals to me that an act of grace and kindness is more profitable?

• A child might transgress and deserve harsh discipline. Will I be open to grant an unexpected reprieve?
• An employee might merit dismissal. Will I surprise him/her with a second chance?
• A friend might have committed an offense against me. Am I a big enough person to 
overlook it and forgive it?
• A parent might have sown years of criticism against me. Are my resources in God substantial enough to gift them with affirmation instead of revenge? Restraint can make a strong point if it’s rooted in power, not fear. Only wisdom and a close connection with my Father will show me when to use it.

I can be a loose cannon, always willing to stand for truth to ensure fairness. Make me a balanced person by weaving grace into my character. In Jesus’ Name, Amen. 


And many people of other nationalities became Jews because fear of the Jews had seized them. Esther 8:17

Once Mordecai was promoted and the Jews were given the right to not only defend themselves, but to search out their enemies, many non-Jews feared for their lives and converted to Judaism. Previously, many of them had been the Jews’ adversaries, though some, I suspect, had been neutral. Nonetheless, they befriended the powerful just to insure their own safety.

When someone enjoys an influential position, it is not easy to tell who his true friends are. The public is fickle. Former critics reform and suddenly massage the egos of the powerful. What may look like the refreshing face of friendship is really self-protective, manipulative behavior. Ones in leadership need to be discerning.

David’s son, Solomon, the wisest man to have ever lived, wrote these words. “Preserve sound judgment and discernment, do not let them out of your sight; they will be life for you, an ornament to grace your neck.” Proverbs 3:21-22 I love the word picture given here. Discernment can be ‘as a necklace’. It need never be out of sight. At any time of the day, I can reach up to finger the chain around my neck and touch the ornament that dangles from it. I am ever conscious of my adornment.

There are charismatic men and women who offer words as smooth as butter for purposes of self-advancement. They step to the front of the line to be heard. Others wait patiently behind the scenes and are willing to serve in anonymity. If we’re not careful, we won’t notice them due to the noise of the ones who clamor for our attention. Discretion. Wisdom. Discernment. May we breathe these words often in prayer. God will help us focus our eyes on the trustworthy and attune our ears to the honorable.

My necklace is often too delicate, able to break. Strengthen the chain. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.

Mordecai left the king’s presence wearing royal garments of blue and white, a large crown of gold and a purple robe of fine linen. And the city of Susa held a joyous celebration. Esther 8:15

Mordecai had once served the king faithfully in anonymity. Now, he is famous. He once wore sackcloth and ashes to plead with God for the lives of his people. Now, he wears royal garments, a crown, and a robe. Once, his grief was inconsolable. Now, he rejoices because the hand of God has spared calamity for him, his family, and his nation. He certainly does not fear passion. You agree?

I once lived life in such a way that I could play it safe emotionally. Apprehensive of intense emotions, I failed to grieve my losses. But in the process, I forfeited the ability to dance over my victories. My face always looked the same. Pleasant, distant, and unapproachable. I felt like an actress, crying a few tears when I sensed it was appropriate and feigning joy when an occasion called for it. My own heart was buried beneath years of pain and a decision made long ago not to explore disappointments and heartaches.

Stoicism is no way to live. God is not stoic and because I was created in His image, I was designed to follow His lead. When I depart from His design in any area of my life, I cease to be fully alive.

• He is angry over injustice and gives me permission to feel the same. I am just not allowed to sin in my anger.
• He weeps over His creation who perishes for lack of knowledge and hopes I’ll cry similar tears.
• He aches for connection with His children and encourages me to strain for a connection with my own flesh and blood.

The things that move Jesus are to move me. What is the reward for this kind of emotional engagement? The ability to rejoice, to sing, to dance. If I’m too afraid to enter the valleys, my heart will suffer dysfunction. When the good times come, and they will, I will find myself dispassionate and unresponsive.

I’ve learned that I need not fear anything with You living inside of me, even the passion of my own soul. You’ve awakened my heart to all that it can experience. Thank you, Lord. Amen.

Mordecai wrote in the name of King Xerxes, sealed the dispatches with the king’s signet ring, and sent them by mounted couriers, who rode fast horses especially bred for the king. Esther 8:10

Once upon a time there was a ring ~ a royal ring that was meant to adorn someone’s hand. Anyone who wore it enjoyed the power to affect many people’s lives. They could write laws, then dip the ring in wax and mark the scroll with the royal seal. The law had to be obeyed because of the power behind the ring.

There once was an evil man named Haman ~ a man who dreamed of wearing the ring and enjoying the privileges it offered.

He did not have a good heart and many people were frightened at the thought that someone like him might be in power over them. Nonetheless, he was able to rise to power. His speech was as smooth as butter. His suggestions charmed many who listened. Before long, he was promoted to the royal court and the ring was put on his finger. Instead of using his power for good, he devised evil schemes to hurt good people. He thought he would reign forever but evil never ultimately wins. What he plotted in secret was made known to the people. He had to trade in his robe of honor for rags of shame.

There once was a good man named Mordecai ~ a man who never dreamed of power and would have declared himself unqualified to have it.

Instead, he loved to adore his Creator who was all-powerful. His heart was good because of who he worshiped. A lifetime of prayers molded his character. Good men and evil men can never live in harmony. Their gods collide. So, Haman hated Mordecai and tried to have him hanged. The God of Mordecai prevailed and before you could blink, the tide had turned. Haman’s head was covered and he was hanged. Mordecai was given the royal ring. Now, he could write laws. And he did! The fastest horses carried his words to provinces far and near. The thundering of horses could be heard across the land. The people shook at the sound until they read the laws of this new ruler. Then they rejoiced. Mordecai saved the lives of innocent men, women and children. Everyone learned a lesson that day. A ruler who worships God with his heart, with his soul, and with his mind ~ can be trusted.

The king took off his signet ring, which he had reclaimed from Haman, and presented it to Mordecai. Esther 8:2

Mordecai had never enjoyed a place of honor. He had been born a Jew during a time when it wasn’t popular to be one of God’s people. He had lived his life quietly, learning to be discreet and unassuming. Though he was Esther’s cousin and adopted father, he never made his relationship to the queen public knowledge. I think it’s safe to say that he never expected advancement in this lifetime.

That’s true for so many of us. Life on earth is difficult. Some rewards can only be counted on when we enter into eternal rest. Nonetheless, sometimes God delivers us early. We are moved out of the wilderness into a spacious place, full of blessing. Life turns a corner on a day that begins like all the days prior.

I have known such deliverance. I spent four decades in joyless faith. Though most would have seen me as blessed, my internal world was barren. My mindset was resigned. I was a performer, doing my best to appear to live a meaningful life while feeling disconnected from the heart of my Father. Life slowly unraveled until I lay spent, wondering how I would face the last leg of my journey here. God moved. He opened my eyes to the possibility of another way of life. As I became willing to present myself to Him as a clean slate upon which He could write, I began to glimpse a future I thought impossible to attain. The oppressive thoughts and beliefs I held about myself, God, and others, were re-written by the Holy Spirit as my eyes were opened to the scriptures. God brought streams to my desert.

God promises to do something new, if not in our circumstances, then certainly in our spirit. What starts as a normal day need not be routine. We are designed to enjoy internal blessing. We do not need to dread mornings any longer. They are not the doorway to another day in drudgery. Rather, they are a gateway into the garden of new revelation.

You promise to do a new thing in me. Open my eyes to it. I welcome the refreshing rains of Your Spirit. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.

But Haman, realizing that the king had already decided his fate, stayed behind to beg Queen Esther for his life. Esther 7:6

If Haman had feared God and governed his life by God’s principles, he never would have been in this humiliating position. He would have loved his neighbor as he loved himself. He would have prayed for his enemies instead of plotting to kill them. Esther would have been his friend, not his foe. Mordecai would have been admired for his integrity instead of despised. He would have been content to serve, not be served.

Those we mis-treat today might just be the ones who have the power to spare our lives tomorrow. Parents who ignore their child’s needs often find themselves abandoned to a nursing home at the end of their lives.

I recall a line from a movie where a mother in her 80’s asked her son in the heat of an argument, “Who taught you to be this cruel?”

He replied, “You did, mother. You did.” The answer shocked her and she had no comeback.

May I be kind to others today, not because my love is self-serving and because I suffer from a paranoia that tells me tomorrow I may need those very people. May the grace of Jesus spill out effortlessly onto others. May kindness mark my lifestyle simply because the Spirit is so large in me that His influence reigns. If I have to behave my way into loving others, that is certainly better than choosing to be selfish but there is a better way. When I become God- obsessed (instead of self-obsessed), then the Spirit who lives in my spirit will rule the rest of my being. I will experience the daily reality that ‘I am a channel through whom God lives’. That phrase will no longer be an abstract cliche, tossed around in conversations to make me look spiritual. In fact, I won’t even have to talk about it. I will be a living example of Romans 12:1 ~ a life that is a living sacrifice unto God.

I need your help, Lord. My love for others is so often self-serving. Remembering how you loved people shows me my own darkened heart in need of Your mercy. In Jesus’ name, Amen.