Friday, February 12, 2021

Identify the Source

Now the serpent was more crafty than any other beast of the field that the Lord God had made. He said to the woman, “Did God actually say, ‘You shall not eat of any tree in the garden’?”

    ~ Genesis 3:1

We don't know all the details as to why Satan feel from Heaven, cast out by God. We can read into the situation from their interactions that Satan hated God's decision to create man. We know that Satan also possess evil intent towards God and thus he takes out his vengeance on mankind. We also aren't sure on why God chose the serpent to be the animal in which God chose to make Satan appear upon the Earth. But these questions are irrelevent to the text or to our lives in general. It makes no difference why he was cast out of Heaven or why God caused him to take the shape of a serpent. All that matters is that God did it and we have to live with it. Part of kiving with it is being able to discern who it is we are listening too. Just as God, through the power and indwelling of his Holy Spirit, speaks softly to us, like a whisper, so does Satan as evidenced in the text. Eve, in her naivity, succomb to Satan's doubtful conjectures and suggestive taunts. Why, because of free will. God gave the rules with a singular admonition. Eve and subsequently Adam, broke God's one rule at the devious behest of Satan. Because of this story, we can know that anytime we hear a whisper of doubt that causes us to question God's word or his leading and direction in our life, that it is the foul voice of Satan. Thank God for his indwelling Spirit that cautions us, corrects us, and guides us. Thank God for his perfect word that teaches us, inspires us, and guards us. When you experience fear and/or doubt examine the source and trust in God. 

5Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding. 6In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make straight your paths.” ~ Proverbs 3:5-6

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