I listened to the reading of Jacob dreaming of a stairway extending to heaven and God speaking to him, and wondered, how did we come up with “I am climbing Jacob’s ladder”? Jacob didn’t make it, so it wasn’t his ladder. And only the angels went up and down. Jacob simply slept in the dirt with a rock for a pillow.
God said he would give him the ground he was sleeping on, for him and his descendants. God promised he would bless Jacob, stay with him, protect him, and bring him back to that place.
All Jacob did was wake up, rub his eyes, and turn his pillow into an altar.
Even then, he said IF God did all the things promised, then he would be Jacob’s God. Up until then, he’d only been his father, Isaac’s God.
Jacob didn’t even start with the faith of a mustard seed!
He did nothing to earn the dream.
Nothing to earn the promise.
Nothing to earn the love of the Strong God.
But here we are, singing that song, trying so hard.
Often we think we actually are climbing higher.
It depends on your flavor of worship what your style of climbing might be.
For some, it’s carrying a bigger, heavier, well-worn Bible, quoting verses if you’re really good.
For others it’s church and meeting attendance, for some, singing in the choir, serving at the altar, or giving impressive amounts of money. We can be cooks or greeters or arrange flowers, even teachers.
All of it can be just climbing.
The attempt to climb to heaven can also sneak into our worship styles, where some bow and work to look saintly and pious, while in other settings the more you move and the louder you sing the more points you get.
We can feed the poor, help the helpless, even serve as missionaries. We can make anything into a ladder if we spin it right.
All those can be good things, but if they are simply a rung in the ladder, as the wise one said, “Life is fleeting, like a passing mist. It is like trying to catch hold of a breath;
All vanishes like a vapor; everything is a great vanity. What good does it do anyone to work so hard again and again, sun up to sundown? All his labor to gain but a little? One generation comes, another goes” Ecclesiastes 1: 2-4a The Voice
What a relief when we realize that we, like Jacob, have not, and never will, do anything to deserve heaven.
With the surety of the sunrise and sunset every day, God pours out his love on us.
God blesses us because of who he is, not what we do or anything we can accomplish.
He smiles at us because of his heart of love, not our best behavior.
Our minds can agree, but how often do we find ourselves still climbing?
Until we fall.
Until we are caught by nail-scarred hands.
And we are truly found.
“God’s kingdom is right on your doorstep!” Luke 10:9 MSG
Since music speaks so deeply to me, I often end a post with a song. As I wrote this, “Run to Jesus” played in my mind.
Yesterday was the 3rd anniversary of my mother’s graduation into heaven. Many sweet family members made this video for my Mom’s Celebration of Life after her requiem, using “Run to Jesus.” I’d like to share it with you now.
(If the link below doesn’t work, click on these highlighted words and follow the YouTube link.)
The paper at the end with two verses was in my grandmother’s Bible, which Mom found after she died, then tucked into her Bible. Now, it’s tucked in all our hearts.
Glimpse of Peace 