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The Address That Never Changes
A sermon
by Dr. James Flamming
Pastor, First Baptist Church, Richmond, Virginia
Sunday, July 16, 2006
Part of a series from favorite Psalms, “Lift Up Your Eyes!”
Turn in your Bible, please, to Psalm 90. Psalm 90. If you
have a pew Bible, it’s page 929. I am this summer preaching on some of
the favorite Psalms. This is the one Psalm out of the one hundred and fifty
Psalms that is given to us by Moses. We believe that the Psalms began to be
collected about the time of David and many of the Psalms are from David. But if
that’s true, this would probably be the oldest Psalm because Moses lived several
hundred years before David.
“Lord, you have been our dwelling place throughout all
generations. Before the mountains were borne or you brought forth the earth and
the world from everlasting to everlasting, you are God.
Verse 4: For a thousand years in your sight are like a day
that has just gone by. Like a watch in the night.
Verse 12 says: Teach us therefore to number our days that
we may gain a heart of wisdom.
Verse 14: Satisfy us in the morning with your unfailing
love that we may sing for joy and be glad all of our days.”
And Moses winds up with a prayer. “May the favor of the
Lord our God rest upon us. And establish the work of our hands for us.” Yes,
he repeats it, “Establish the work of our hands.”
By way of reference, the window on the floor side, right
over there, that’s the stained glass window of the last verse of this chapter.
Moses is one of the great, great stories of the Bible. And
sometimes, sometimes when we get to one of those incredible stories in the
Bible, we forget that it is also about us. Let’s begin with Moses as he might
have written this Psalm. Would have been at the end of his life. Probably atop
Mount Nebo. If you can picture Palestine, the Jordan River on the far side of
Palestine, past the Jordan River is a little mountain range and one of the peaks
is called Mount Nebo. And that’s where the Israelites camped before they
collected themselves to cross over the Jordan and being claiming the Promised
Land. I see Moses standing on top of Mount Nebo, taking that scarf that Mid
eastern men wear to shield them from the sun, and putting it back over his
shoulder so he can see better the vast expanse of the Promised Land. A far-
away look in his eyes as he remembers. Part of it he remembers by the story his
mother told him. You see it all began in Egypt. The Hebrew people had been
enslaved and in bondage by the Egyptians for several hundred years. It had
gotten worse and worse. It had gotten to the point where the Egyptians,
especially the wealthy ones, lived in absolute luxury and the Hebrews, poverty,
cruelty, slavery. In that situation, Moses’ mother bore a child. She did not
want to give it over. She did not want that little boy to simply become a
slave. And so she hid it. You find the story in Exodus. Exodus, the second
and the third chapters. If I had time, I would go back and walk you through
it. In that story, incredible story that it was, Moses who begins his Psalm,
“You have been our dwelling place in all generations,” he remembers his first
dwelling place. It was his mother’s, but it was also something his mother did
when she could no longer hide him. She fashioned a little basket of papyrus and
then with tar, she made it waterproof. And on a day, she took the little boy
and she put him in the basket, down to the Nile River and let it go, hoping that
Pharaoh’s daughter, as often she did, would bathe in the Nile River that day.
Maybe, just maybe, she would discover that basket, have an affection for the
boy, and take the boy home. When I get to heaven, I’m gonna meet that woman.
Talk about trust. Talk about a mother’s trust. Talk about the dwelling place
of a mother’s trust in what God can do with her son. Consider… when she let
loose of that basket, the current could have taken it out in the middle of the
river. Or, somebody could have intercepted that basket and seen that it was a
Hebrew child and immediately taken it to the slave par.. save …slave place or
even turned it over. Instead, the Lord God gave that mother the trust that her
inventiveness would work. And it did! And it was Pharaoh’s daughter who opened
the basket and saw that little Hebrew boy. And he was crying, and she felt
sorry for him. And took that little Hebrew boy and named him Moses, because in
Hebrew, that sounds very much like drawn away, or drawn out of. And she knew
she drew this little boy out of the Nile River. Well, that mother had her
daughter, older daughter, watching in the shadows and when Pharaoh’s daughter
took the little baby and held it, that older daughter came up and said, “Would
you like for me to find a Hebrew woman who could nurse that baby?” And the
daughter said, Pharaoh’s daughter said, “Would you please? Go, go do it. And
tell ‘em I’ll pay.” And that’s how Moses’ mother got to be with Moses in the
early days of his life. But the day would come when the dwelling place of a
trusting mother, the address of a believing mother, turned into the dwelling
place of preparation. For Pharaoh’s daughter came and got the boy, took him to
the palace, gave him the best of training. Moses grew up with all of the
advantages of an Egyptian. He learned that those folks up there in the Palace
were just folks. He learned they had their strengths and their weaknesses just
like everybody else. And decades later, when he would face Pharaoh and say,
“Let.. God says ‘Let my people go,’ ” he knew exactly how to address Pharaoh.
God is preparing Moses decades before he will need that skill. Oh, Lord, thou
hast been our dwelling place in all generations.
Some of you who are our wonderful guests this week, you
are preparing, you are preparing for ministry. You’re preparing for things that
God will open and I know how impatient, at least I was. Now, you know, I am
sure you are holier than I was back in that day. But I wanted the full map.
You know, I wanted to know what God was going for me for the rest of my life.
It doesn’t work that way. God gives you a little piece of the map and he says,
“Dwell there.” And that’s your dwelling place. And when the next part opens up,
you get another piece of the map. When the next bridge comes, you cross that
bridge but you don’t get any indication of the next one. That’s the dwelling of
the Lord God who has been with us for all generations.
Well, Moses had a dwelling place, too, that he would visit
to his shame. He killed a man. He saw an Egyptian persecuting one of his
kinsmen and he killed him. Hid his body in the sand.
Thought it was secret. They found out. Moses had to run
for his life. He had gone into the dwelling place Paul mentions in Romans 3:23,
“All have sinned…” including Moses. Ran for his life. Ran for the mountains.
Ran for the far-away places. Running away. That is no answer to sin, you know
that! Running away won’t get you anywhere. Facing it and letting God do
something with it in Jesus Christ our Lord, that’s how you ought to handle it.
Well, he found himself in the mountain and he entered into the dwelling place of
connection. Call this the “connection address.” A time when Moses, I believe,
for the really first time connected with God. In the solitude and the grandeur
of the mountains, and the starkness of them, that mountain range has nothing
like the Appalachians or the Rockies. It is almost treeless. Rugged. But it
is a place of majesty and beauty. No wonder Moses says, “You have been our
dwelling place throughout all generations before the mountains were born.” Ah.
He met the God who made the mountains in the mountains. How many of us have
done the same? Before the mountains were borne, you were God. He and God got
on a first-name basis in those mountains. But he connected with someone else, a
family. Water was life; he was by a well. A priest of Midian by the name of
Jethro, had seven daughters. Don’t know if he had any sons – never mentions
them. But anyway, the daughters brought the flocks to water and apparently,
every day the shepherds would chase ‘em away. It was only when the shepherds
finished that the daughters could do their work. Sounds a little familiar.
Anyway, the shepherds were interrupted by a solitary man over there called
Moses. They got home early. “How come you’re home early,” said Jethro. “There
was a man that helped us.” “Who was he?” “Don’t know.” Jethro found him,
said, “Welcome to my family.” Moses married, had children, had every intention
of spending the rest of his life with Jethro. God had other plans and one day,
out on the mountain side, tending his sheep, probably looking at the same bush
he had looked at many times, but suddenly, God spoke through that bush. It was
burning, but not burning up. Moses turned aside to see what was going on and
God said, “Moses, Moses.”
What does Moses mean? Drawn out. God is drawing out of
Moses a response. A response to a call. A response to a responsibility. A
response to use his gifts. A response to use his background. “Moses, Moses,”
and God in that moment turns Moses’ life around. Every believer has some
burning bush experiences. When life turns around, when where you’ve been is
where you’ve always been but something happens and it’s different and you see it
and you know it and you hear God and you respond to God, connecting. The
dwelling place of connection.
Want to ask you something. Have you connected with God?
Maybe for the first time. May the God who wants to connect with each one of us
be here for you this morning and may you hear your name called and may you
respond. And it’s possible that God has a special thing for you to do, a
special job, a special gift to be used, and you hear your name this morning, and
you say, “Yes.” That’s the dwelling place of connection.
Well, you know the story how he went back into Egypt, the
ten plagues, that Pharaoh let ‘em go, and then they began the dwelling place of
the journey. The journey across the desert to the Promised Land. Whoo, what a
journey it was. And the people were not particularly thrilled about the
change. They didn’t like the food, they didn’t like the climate, they didn’t
like the dwelling place. They didn’t like anything. There are stories in the
Book of Numbers which has been called the “book of complaints.” And Moses…
somebody put it like this, Moses carried him… carried them on his back all the
way to the promised land. The journey. The journey is never easy. Jesus said
we were to take up our cross and follow him. He didn’t say, “Take up your
creampuff and follow me.” He didn’t say, “Take up the Twinkies that I have sent
from heaven and come follow me.” He didn’t say, “Come, I’ve got some key lime
pie over here. You’ve done so well – take a big, big piece.” He was
realistic. The journey has its tough times. “Take up your cross daily and
follow me.” They made it across that promised land, complaining all the way,
but I want you to think what happened there. And this is what happens on your
journey and mine: things get put into place on the journey in spite of the
difficulties that wouldn’t be put into place had we not been on the journey.
God gives him the Ten Commandments. We discover our boundaries. God gives them
a place of worship – this..
the tabernacle. We discover the church. God gives them a
place in which they can learn forgiveness, and they do. And we do. The journey
is a place where you put things in place.
The journey is the putting together of dwelling places. A
dwelling place, like meeting God every day for a little prayer and Bible reading
and soul searching and thanksgiving and praise. Well, Moses stands on Mount
Nebo and he remembers all of the dwelling places of his life, but now he knows
he.. he’s not going into the Promised Land. God has told him that. “Can’t go,
Moses. This is your last address. Mount Nebo. I’m going to give it to Joshua.
He is equipped for it. You’re not. And Moses, let’s go.” But he has one last
prayer. And it is a marvelous prayer. If it is not underlined in your Bible,
solve it. Here it is, verse 17: “May the beauty of the Lord our God rest upon
us. And establish the work of our hands for us. Establish the work of our
hands.” In other words, Lord, may your beauty be upon all we’ve been through.
And may you take all we’ve done with our hands, we’ve made
the tabernacle, we’ve preserved the Ten Commandments, we’ve put together the Ark
of the Covenant, we’ve made the great journey, now, make it matter. Put roots
to it so the generations to come will know that we were here. God does that.
“Establish the work of our hands.” If you think about it, evil and the sacred
are done with the same hands. If you were going to describe the Lord Jesus, you
could very well describe it and outline his life with hands. The hands that
Mary used to hold him, the hands that John used to baptize him, the hands that
Jesus used to touch the leper, which was a no-no, and the leper was
healed. The hands that took the little babies and He blessed them with His
hands. And he said, “Allow the little ones to come to me. Forbid them not, for
of such is the kingdom of heaven.” It was His hands that were spread out on the
cross and pierced with nails. The hands apart, the hands of salvation, the
hands of overcoming, the hands of forgiveness. And what of the hands of
resurrection? On the Emaeus road, He with his Hands broke the bread and
they knew who He was. When He appeared before the apostles, Thomas who had
doubted said, “Unless I touch the nail prints in his hands,” and Jesus said,
“Here they are.” And Thomas said, “My Lord and my God.” Now, Thomas and Moses
are together. Listen: “Lord, you have been our dwelling place throughout all
generations. Establish the work of our hands. Yes, establish the work of our
hands.” Will you pray with me?
And
Lord Jesus, we come this day and we open our hearts and our hands to you. And
may we, before we leave this place, be willing to put our hands in your hands.
May we trust our lives to you. May we trust our futures to you. Establish the
work of our hands. And, O Lord Jesus, if there is someone here this day who has
not ever connected with you, may be this be a time of connection and communion
and salvation. And, Lord Jesus, if there are decisions to be made about a
church home, or baptism, or a commitment of life, may it happen. O Lord Jesus,
be our dwelling place in these coming moments. In Christ, our Lord, AMEN.
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