We live under a waterfall of words. Or a tsunami of expressions. Or a rainstorm of rebuttals. I grew up loving words, but frankly this is too much.
But let me address one declaration, usually spoken to recommend a food item. “It’s to die for.”
Unfortunately, our Western culture does not really know what is worth dying for. The writer of the book of Hebrews had it figured out and recorded this in his “Hall of Faith-Fame.” These people took risks to obey God.
By faith:
Abel offered to God a more acceptable sacrifice than Cain.
Abraham obeyed God to leave his home.
Sarah received the power to conceive in her old age.
Moses was hid for three months to escape murder by Pharaoh’s edict.
God’s people crossed the Red Sea as if on dry land.
Rahab, a prostitute, honored God’s spies, and lived when her city of Jericho fell.
We all exercise faith daily, on one way or another. We drive cars, assuming they will work safely. We eat food prepared by strangers. We drink tap water, believing the water purifying plant employees have done their jobs.
Corrie ten Boom said that “we should never be afraid to trust an unknown future to a known God.”
