1 Kings 12-14

Today I read about Solomon’s successors and how Israel and Judah split.  Israel decided to follow one King, Jeroboam, and Judah stayed with Solomon’s son Rehoboam.  Both kings were not faithful to the Lord.  Eventually God handed them over to enemies — and the beautiful temple that Solomon built was plundered.  Jeroboam’s son died.  The people began worshipping metal idols and engaging in the detestable behavior that its former occupants had followed.

I just don’t understand how a person could think that a god is inside a hunk of metal, no matter how pretty the metal is or what shape it takes.  But I guess there are many people out there who just don’t understand how we can worship a God that we don’t even see with our eyes or hear with our ears.

That’s all I’ll write about that topic today.  I am suffering from an oppressed spirit today.  A bad mood is following me everywhere I go and permeating my thoughts.  I am weary in body and in spirit and need to drink from the well that never runs dry and that always refreshes.  The one drawback to reading the Bible chronologically is that I am not reading the words of Jesus on a daily basis…and I need Him still!  I might need to tweak the way I do these readings next year.

In the meantime, I am praying for normalcy.  I’m sick of feeling sick in my stomach but will not go to the doctor.  I need God, who is still in the healing business, to put me back together and take away my pain, bloating, nausea, cramps, and other various symptoms of what is likely simply anxiety.  I wish I could cut it out the way a surgeon cuts out a tumor!