Wednesday's Word - Trumpet Lessons
Most people know about “Reveille”. It’s the morning bugle call that awakens soldiers at the start of the day. Although the bugle is the preferred instrument for blowing reveille, trumpets are also used.
Here’s the Word:
Ezekiel 33:4-6 Then whosoever hears the sound of the trumpet, and doesn’t take warning; if the sword come, and take him away, his blood shall be upon his own head. 5 He heard the sound of the trumpet, and took not warning; his blood shall be upon him. But he that takes warning shall deliver his soul. 6 But if the watchman see the sword come, and blow not the trumpet, and the people be not warned; if the sword come, and take any person from among them, he is taken away in his iniquity; but his blood will I require at the watchman's hand.
This is such a profound lesson that we should really take to heart. When I thought about reveille from the point of view of the trumpeter, I realized that his concern isn’t how comfortable my bed is, or how annoyed I’ll be for being awakened by such a loud, harsh sound. Fact of the matter is that the trumpeter has a job to do, pure and simple. As Christians, we’re called to “redeem the time, because the days are evil” Ephesians 5:16. I’d be comfortable in saying that everyday needs to start out with an understanding of that warning, but more so communicating the gospel the unsaved. We know the Scriptures: We’re the watchmen and we have to be about warning people and delivering souls. It’s up to us to blow the trumpet; it’s up to them to learn the lesson. Now they may of course choose to stay in bed, but they can’t claim they didn’t here reveille.
In Him,
Cros
posted by Crosimoto @ 10:53 AM
1 Comments:
have a 36" shofar Jewish Trumpet from Israel that Ardell got me for Christmas a couple years ago. I blow it on the Messianic Jewish Holidays just as a teaching tool.
You know, the holidays that point to Jesus The Christ.
The 3 main spring holidays are at Easter weekend. Fri Sat & Sun (which was last month) and we blew the daylights out of that thing each day. The echo was collosal when we got a good long 44 second blast on that thing. It seemed to resound around our hills for another 44 seconds. I'm sure everyone heard it for at least 4 mountains in every direction and got scared that they were "Left Behind."
I think of it like this. Everyone that heard that trumpet sound is my immediate neighbor and needs to hear from me because they are in my sphere of influence. Their blood is on my hands if I do not go and knock on their door and at least try to introduce the Gospel to them.
Funny thing is. Ardell and I have gone around and knocked on all these doors once about 8 years ago and once about a year ago; and absolutely nobody got saved although it was fun because we found a couple neighbors in our own church that we didn't know lived close to us. The fellowship was fun. However, the kids went out into the neighborhood and played with the other kids their age (their sphere of influence) and it was the kids who got others saved and in church. WILD MAN! Wild! Good for them. Then the parents came to church to see why their kids changed. Ah the process trickles on...
The convicting thing for me is, that was then, this is now. I got new neighbors and the WHOLE world is truely my neighbor, so why stop at knocking on the doors of just the 100 people within a mile of my home? The job is never done. It's a lifelong process of lifestyle evangelism.
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