Previous scriptural based alphabetical phrases in my most recent posts are: Invade me and Involve me; Kind words, Kind ways; and Lord of my life. Today’s post is: Make me, Mold me, Move me.
Make me, Mold me, Move me? When God brought the Israelite nation out of Egypt, He planned to lead them into Canaan, a land flowing with milk and honey. Two young faith-filled men, Joshua and Caleb, scoped out the land and came back with a wonderful report. However, the Israelites were full of fear and dismay due to other men’s negative reports about there being “giants in the land.” Because the people did not trust in the goodness of the Lord, He could not make, mold, or move them into the land of blessing. Their lack of faith caused God’s people to wander in the desert for forty years; but even in their faithless grumbling, the Lord provided for them there, both day and night. (See Number 13; 14:1-11; 32-35)
Make me, Mold me, Move me! However, in another time and place there was a Moabite woman named Ruth. She was a young widow who had lost her husband to sickness. She was left with her mother-in-law Naomi, whom she deeply loved. Eventually, Naomi, also a widow, decided that it was time to go back to Judah, her homeland. Naomi insisted that Ruth (and her sister) go back to their own family and their own gods, but Ruth was determined to follow Naomi. She spoke these devoted words to her mother-in-law, “Do not ugre me to leave you or turn back from you; for where you go, I will go, and where you lodge, I will lodge. Your people will be my people, and your God, my God.” Because Ruth’s heart was willing, God could make, mold, and move her into a land and life of blessing. The Lord rewarded Ruth’s walk of faith by providing her with a kinsman redeemer and husband named Boaz, and a son named Obed; and in time and history, she became the great grandmother of King David of Israel. (See Ruth 1:8-18; 2:1-3; 3:9-11; 4:13-15)
When looking at these two contrasting stories, I see the fear of the Isrealites and then the faith of Ruth. Fear of potential dangers kept the Israelite people from moving forward into what was already beautifully laid out before them; whereas Ruth’s faith propelled her to walk forward into an unknown territory with confidence. I want to be like Ruth, having blind faith in an all-seeing God, trusting in Him more than bowing to my fears, making bold declarations and stepping into them; then, as a result, receiving His beautiful blessing within His provident plan. Yes, I want to be like Ruth.
So Lord, make me, mold me, and move me into Your will for my life. For where You go, I will go…