It’s August, the air is sticky, and I’m going to talk about a Christmas word: Immanuel.
God with us–sometimes I think this phrase sneaks by us. In the midst of the bigger story of His miraculous birth, astonishing ministry, gruesome death, and glorious resurrection, the simple idea that Christ was physically here with us–with dirt from the road on his face and the rough cloth of His tunic against His skin–can get lost.
But isn’t “God with us” the resounding story of the Bible? Isn’t it the point?
From the God of the universe walking in Eden to the Lord telling the nation of Israel, “Fear not for I am with you,” to Christ’s very name to the moving vision in Revelation of the Lamb welcoming, guiding, healing, and touching His children, this is The Story.
And did you catch it in the message this last Sunday?
And Joshua said, “Here is how you shall know that the living God is among you and that he will without fail drive out from before you the Canaanites, the Hittites, the Hivites, the Perizzites, the Girgashites, the Amorites, and the Jebusites. Behold, the ark of the covenant of the Lord of all the earth is passing over before you into the Jordan. (Joshua 3:10-11, emphasis added)
I share this because when things aren’t going well, my gut reaction is to ask (shout? scream?), “God, where are you??” I might not say it in those words, but when I doubt His hand on my life or question where He has me this very moment, it’s the same thing. But the truth is, God is with me.
And if you’re going through a tough spot, God is with you.
If you’re waiting, God is waiting with you.
If you’re lonely, God is there with you.
If you’re depressed, God is weeping with (and rejoicing over) you.
If you’re full of passion and joy, God is with you.