The Promised Land #1

Paved Paradise

The Promised Land. Every blade of grass is a promise. Every tree is a promise. Every perennial (there are no annuals!) is a promise. There are promises as far as the eye can see in every direction.

But sometimes a developer comes along and wants to buy some of my land. It sounds like a good deal. (The evil one is quite a slick salesman-- "You should be bitter about that!";"I would certainly worry about this if I were you!";"Hey, one little white lie won't hurt anyone!";"Try this, it will make you so happy!")

Before I know it he "paves paradise, puts up a parking lot." But guess who gets all the parking permits? His cronies. They run a regular demolition derby on his parking lot. The surrounding area suffers from the noise and the pollution.

Finally in desperation I seek out the Owner of the Promised Land. I confess that I sold part of His land. (In horror I realize it wasn't even mine to give, let alone sell.) I tell Him of the nuisance, the damage and the ruin being caused by the developer and his cronies. I plead for Him to do something.

Mercifully He reminds me that this land was already purchased by Him at a price more costly than any could ever again pay, and that the deed is irrevocable. This developer had no legal right to even set foot on the property let alone pave it and build a parking lot.

Together the Owner and I go to confront the developer.

"Go!" he is told. Gone he is.

What about the pavement? The parking lot?

The Owner provides the wrecking ball, the crane, the jackhammer and the crew. But he wants me right there--hearing the noise, feeling the vibration, and experiencing the seeming chaos of the demolition.

And then on the rubble He sows His promises once more. They sprout and grow and flourish and blanket the land again with lush foliage--each a promise fresh and true. And somehow that rubble turns out to be a wonderful fertilizer--just as stinking manure serves to enrich the soil--and the promises growing there are some of the hardiest in the whole Land.


Isaiah 37:29 (NKJ)

Because your rage against Me and your tumult have come up to My ears, therefore I will put My hook in your nose and My bridle in your lips, and I will turn you back by the way which you came.

Psalm 89:40 (NKJ)

You have broken down all his hedges; You have brought his strongholds to ruin.

Isaiah 25:1-2 (NKJ)

O Lord, You are my God. I will exalt You, I will praise Your name, for You have done wonderful things: Your counsels of old are faithfulness and truth. For You have made a city a ruin, a fortified city a ruin, a palace of foreigners to be a city no more; it will never be rebuilt.

II Corinthians 10:4-5 (NKJ)

For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal but mighty in God for pulling down strongholds, casting down arguments and every high thing that exalts itself against the knowledge of God, bringing every thought into captivity to the obedience of Christ.

Isaiah 37:30

"This shall be a sign to you: You shall eat this year such as grows of itself, and the second year what springs from the same; also in the third year sow and reap, plant vineyards and eat the fruit of them."