Chapter-a-Day Numbers 4

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And that’s the story of their numbering, as God commanded Moses. Numbers 4:49 (MSG)

I deal with numbers every day. When it comes to serving customers, businesses  do a lot of number crunching. How many calls come in? How many calls per agent? How many agents can handle certain scenarios. How many seconds does the average conversation take? What is the cost per minute per interaction?

It’s no wonder that those tasked with actually talking to customers tend to dehumanize and depersonalize the people they serve. The disembodied voice in their ear is just a another “call.” That voice is call number 43 for the day.

How easy it is to feel like an impersonal number in today’s world. We become one of a faceless throng at work, at church, and in our communities. And now, thanks to digital technology, we are increasingly sitting alone in our homes to become disembodied pieces of pixelated text in our social networks. What effect is this having on me? My loved ones? My church? My community?

I’m reminded this morning that the climactic event in God’s story is when “the Word [Jesus] became flesh and blood and moved into the neighborhood.” When God sent his Son into the world to become the ultimate sacrifice for my moral failure, it was an intensely personal, flesh-and-blood act of love. In light of that act, Jesus’ invitation to each of us is not that we sign-up for a number to get into heaven and then stand in queue. His desire is that we each invite Him inside our heart and home to engage in an everlasting, interpersonal dinner conversation:

“Look at me. I stand at the door. I knock. If you hear me call and open the door, I’ll come right in and sit down to supper with you.”  (Revelation 3:20)

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One thought on “Chapter-a-Day Numbers 4”

  1. At God’s command through Moses, each man was assigned his work and told what to carry.

    I remember reading these OT books as a young kid, maybe Jr. High age, around the family dinner table. My parents did an amazing job of slowing life down enough for quality dinner and devotion time and we had many theological/spiritual discussions at these times. Specifically, I remember reading about the family lines who got to do the “special” and “holy” work. I wondered what my purpose and “special” work would be and if the Roose family got a special task. Now, 30 years later I see the world a bit differently. I have come to understand my giftedness and that my “special” place is right where I am ministering today. My job, my small group, youth group….that is my “holy” work. Thank you God for calling each of us to a special and unique ministry. Help us to live into that every day.

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