The Lord GOD has given me
a well-trained tongue,
That I might know how to speak to the weary
a word that will rouse them.
Morning after morning
he opens my ear that I may hear;
And I have not rebelled,
have not turned back.
I gave my back to those who beat me,
my cheeks to those who plucked my beard;
My face I did not shield
from buffets and spitting.

The Lord GOD is my help,
therefore I am not disgraced;
I have set my face like flint,
knowing that I shall not be put to shame.
He is near who upholds my right;
if anyone wishes to oppose me,
let us appear together.
Who disputes my right?
Let him confront me.
See, the Lord GOD is my help;
who will prove me wrong? Is 50:4-9A

Such an interesting reading for today. I wonder if this is me sometimes? I am not sure that I can account for everything that is in this passage. I however, really identified with the last line of this… who will prove me wrong?

I have always been one to accept a challenge. There is just something in me that wants to prove to people that I can actually do something. Most of the time it is pride that makes me act this way. I know that, in all reality, I don’t have anything to prove. I do not need to put myself up to challenges, except for the ones that God has given to me. Still, something inside just makes me say.. challenge accepted.

In a similar way, before my conversion, I was always looking for someone to prove to me that God actually existed. The signs were all around me, but instead, I was a challenging individual, and I wanted someone to prove to me that God was actually one who was there to help people. I was very cynical in that respect. I know now this was a foolish way of thinking, but still, I was one of those people that would look at someone who had a real Christian conviction with much doubt, and just wanted someone to just give me one reason that was logical.

Today, I am just the opposite. I am now enthralled with conversion stories. I find it so amazing how we can be on separate journeys in life, yet, all come to the same conclusion, that Jesus is our Savior. I now challenge anyone and everyone to prove me wrong. I want them to show me how God is not at work in everything, and how it is possible to live without that belief. Honestly, it is hard to imagine days when I do not pray, or I do not see God working in my life, or even just ask for help. Anyone who knows me knows that it takes so much for me to admit that I need help with anything.

So, as we get ready to celebrate the Passover Feast tomorrow, lets all accept the challenge that we find ways to prove that God is working in our lives on a daily basis.