Seen and heard

The story of Hagar is extraordinary.

An Egyptian slave girl to the increasingly wealthy Abram and Sarai, Hagar was probably forced to leave her country, her people and her beliefs. Hagar was most likely not her real name and, since it means ‘foreigner’, ‘flight’ or ‘forsaken’, probably generic.

The relationship between Sarai and Hagar was strained. Hagar was property and she was treated as such. She was ‘given’ to Abram when Sarai thought she could not bear her husband a son. Sarai was stunningly beautiful and rich while Hagar was invisible unless she was wanted. So, when Hagar fell pregnant with Abram’s child, she retaliated with her only ammunition: taunting Sarai for being barren.

Abram had probably been spectator to this rivalry for at least ten years and had grown weary of the drama. So, when Sarai came crying over Hagar’s abuse, Abram’s exasperated response was, ‘She’s your slave, you deal with it.’ Sarai treats her so badly that Hagar eventually runs away.

Here’s where it gets really interesting. Hagar becomes the first recorded person in the Bible to encounter an angel, and her experience is so restorative that she personalises God with the name ‘El Roi’, ‘the God who sees me’.

How extraordinary that God would be so interested in someone so lowly as a slave, someone who had probably worshiped idols before she presumably converted to her masters’ faith.

What made Hagar so special that God would personally intervene? How did He instal in her such identity that she would not only return to an abusive situation but submit to Sarai’s authority?

I believe it was about the boy growing inside her and who his father was. In addition to the love we know He has for all people, God was interested in Hagar because her son Ishmael was part of a Plan so big and intricate that no one would understand its significance for hundreds of years.

That day in the wilderness on the road to Shur, the angel told Hagar to call her son ‘Ishmael’, which means ‘God hears’ and that her descendants would be more than she could count. It gave her so much hope that she courageously stepped into a promise, holding on to a faith that had not originally even been hers.

Some years later Hagar would find herself back in the wilderness because of a fallout with Sarah, this time because Ishmael had made fun of Sarah’s son Isaac. While God allowed Hagar to be sent away this time, he was still the God who saw her, the One who heard her son’s cries. He was still El Roi, the One who saw Hagar and Who knew the unique role she still had to play in raising, guiding and marrying off Abraham’s son. So, again the angel speaks to her and reiterates the promise of a great nation of descendants (Genesis 21:18) and again she takes hold of a promise she may have stopped believing in.

Interestingly, God also comforts Abraham at this time by confirming that both sons were covered under the covenant promise of father of nations: “Do not be upset over the boy … for Isaac is the son through whom your descendants will be counted, but I will also make a nation of the descendants of Hagar’s son because he is your son, too.” (Genesis 21: 12,13)

The Bible says God was with Ishmael as he grew up in the wilderness, that he became a skilful archer and that Hagar arranged for him to be married to a woman from her homeland Egypt. Today, Ishmael is widely considered the traditional ancestor of the Arab people, which incorporates many nations over large and prosperous territory.

So, what would have been Hagar’s fate if she had not been given to Abram? If she had remained the invisible slave or never even been taken into slavery? If she was spared the sexual encounters with an 85-year-old man, would she have become the mother of one of the richest and most influential people groups? When she saw her son flourish under the generational blessing of foreigners, would she have wanted it any other way?

Many of us have horrifying stories we choose not to remember or retell. We find it hard to see the sense and are angry at the injustice. Some of us may have walked far enough down the road to see the bigger picture and, while we don’t want to relive the trauma, some of it might at least make more sense.

The crux of the matter is, as God’s children we are part of a Plan so much greater than what we can imagine and there is a good chance that the ultimate fulfilling of some promises will play out long after we have departed from this earth.

It requires great faith to understand that our roles in eternity supersede our lives on earth, and it takes great maturity to accept that we may never know in our natural lives why things did not turn out the way we had anticipated.

Hagar’s story has many lessons, but two things stand out for me now. Hagar was seen and heard by God because she carried Abraham’s child, who in turn directly linked her to a holy covenant. Through Jesus, as children of God, we stand in covenant relationship with the Father and thus have access to God’s eyes and ears – not just when we are desperate, but in our everyday existence. He loved Hagar and he loves us.

Secondly, her decision to hold on to the promise enabled Hagar to not only look beyond her circumstances, but to endure it. Her ultimate reward was seeing her son flourish under God’s protection, come into his own and get married. We too will be supported, promoted and celebrated when we choose to believe in God’s promises and obey His commands.

May you too experience El Roi in the most restorative way. May you hold on to His hope. May the promises of our good God come to fruition in your life soon.

The story of Hagar and the covenant promise is relayed in Genesis 16, 17 and 21 of the Christian Bible.

Author: Athane Scholtz© originally written for A Vivid Life Christian Blog | Suria Scholtz

Discernment for discontent

I have learnt to pay attention to discontent.

I don’t mean moodiness, or heaviness or the general out-of-peace-ness of a few bad days.

For me, discontent is usually the beginning of change. Typically, three to five years into a job, life situation or location, a shift starts happening inside me. Things that weren’t an issue before start irritating me, people and attitudes begin working on my nerves, and potential for me to advance and grow hits a ceiling.

When it starts happening, being the good, godly girl I am, I ask God to give me peace, to help me identify and deal with whatever issue inside me is causing such dissatisfaction and to help me get over myself.

But sometimes the feeling stays, and more things start messing with my head, more things test my patience, and then the wheels start coming off. Things break, people lose their cool and nothing goes according to plan.

Instead of assuming that it is always the devil trying to get a foothold, I have come to recognise discontent as one of the ways in which God speaks to me.
It usually means it is time for me to move on, to leave the comfort zone and have a little more faith. When I get it right, I lay the discontent at His feet, pray for wisdom and guidance, and open my heart and mind to the possibilities.

But I am not an adrenaline junky and, while I am not afraid of change, I usually err on the side of caution. So, sometimes I keep ignoring discontent or I learn to live with it – especially if the change would significantly affect the lives of my family.

When I get it wrong, or I am a bit slow in catching on, I believe God sometimes lets my situation become intolerable – so the decision to break away will override my instinct to hold onto something that is no longer good for me and my people.

In my experience, what lies on the other side of discontent is better, the next step. And once I have taken that first step – whether it be handing in my resignation, putting my house on the market or cutting ties with toxic relationships – the discontent fades and a fresh seed germinates.

While it has happened that something falls into place immediately, mostly there is a time of waiting. For me it is seldom long, but it is scary, and it usually goes with lots of declarations and reminders on my part of God’s Word and promises for my life (Psalm 145:13). It always requires a step of faith (2 Corinthians 5:7) and a redeclaration of my belief that He has got this.
I have also learnt to recognise the time between the ‘activating decision’ and the new season, as connection time with God and to get my business in order. To sort out my personal administration and do stuff I would not have time for in my new season – such as volunteering my time at a non-profit organisation.

And then, as the changeover moves into the new season I can look back in relief and appreciation that God had steered me throughout (Romans 8:28). My part was to be willing and open, to not just hang around and do nothing in the waiting and to express my belief that He will come through for me, as He always has.

So, if you start feeling discontent creeping its way beyond life’s ordinary niggles, pay attention. Ask God to give you discernment for your discontent, so you will lean into His direction and not just float around in an increasing state of bitterness and anger. If it’s just you having a moment, ask Him to give you peace with where you are at, and commit to excellence because the quality of your work is a testimony (Colossians 3:23).

If it’s more than that, ask God to show you the next step, affirm to Him your desire to seek His kingdom first (Matthew 6:33), and ask Him for several confirmations from different sources. Once the confirmations start coming, and they will if it is from Him, start moving – because a ship in motion is easier to steer and God will direct you (Psalm 37:23-24; Proverbs 16:9).

Unless it is a Damascus or a “Follow Me”-Jesus-type moment, your first step of faith will probably be quite manageable – like updating your CV or getting your house ready to put on the market (Luke 16:10).

It might take a while for all of it to fall into place, and your attitude and trust may be tested, but it will not be in vain. Being in the place where God wants you, even if it is in the waiting, is the only right place for you to be.

AMEN

This column, written by ATHANE SCHOLTZ©, first appeared in A Vivid Life blog by Suria Scholtz.

What is your story?

If someone asked you out of the blue, ‘What is your story?’, what would you say?
Would you answer chronologically and begin with your birth, talk about where you were raised?
Would you define yourself according to your career, your qualifications, and achievements?
Or would you adapt your answer based on who was asking?

Do you have a God-story? Is it for Him or against Him?
How high up in your unprepared life story would God make His appearance?

Years ago, I learned how to put my own God-story together so I could tell other people about Jesus. There had to be an introduction before-Christ-sin-story, a ‘how I met Jesus’ story, and a conclusion about how He changed my life thereafter.

But I was nine years old when I accepted Jesus as my Saviour. The most dramatic change in my life after salvation was my mom cutting up our Liewe Heksie-vinyls and the adults no longer drinking wine.

In my early twenties, when I really had to live out my Christianity in the unprotected real world as a newspaper journalist, I wondered how relevant my testimony would be to the people I encountered. What type of credibility would I convey to people for whom things might have gone terribly wrong while my own life had gone relatively smoothly?

The Holy Spirit reminded me that my testimony was that God had fulfilled His promises of a good and prosperous life because I had been obedient and because my parents had raised me in His ways.

But, as for many longtime Christians, my real story is that God was faithful when I was not.

When I got a bit ‘wild’ in my mid-twenties, he protected me despite my stupid mistakes and bad decisions. The lessons made me less judgmental towards others and gave me deep empathy, grace, and compassion for people. He used the failure and shame of a toxic relationship to help me recognise and appreciate the value of the man I eventually married.

God was faithful when the chaos of family life, demanding working circumstances and illness in the family consumed me and days went by that I did not pray or think of Him.

He was faithful when I started to forget His Word, my language got rougher, and the fruits of the Spirit wasn’t so evident in my life.

I once again realised a halfway, lukewarm, grey God-story would benefit nobody. For the half a step I then took in His direction, He erased the rest of the gap between us in an instant.

In recent years I have spent more time in God’s Word than ever before. I went to a lot of trouble to surround myself with solid Christian people, got involved at a church and started investing in people.

So, when the largest storm of my life broke out over my head in 2021, there was peace that transcended understanding.

My person-story and my God-story is more the same story these days, and finally my first instinct is to pray before I think. And all of it is God. Nothing is in my own strength or at all in my control. It is simultaneously terrifying and deeply comforting that even my choice to be close to Him completely lies in His hands.

So, what is your story?
You decide.

God is there anyway to be the focus of your story, but His grace lies in the freedom He gives you to choose Him.

It doesn’t matter if you aren’t in a good space in your life, He will take you as you are. It also doesn’t matter if it is going really well with you and you think you don’t need Him, you do.

Don’t wait until you think you can earn His grace or understand His depth. You will never be able to do that on your own.

So just surrender.
God will do the rest.

Athane Scholtz
George, South Africa
Originally published in Afrikaans for A Vivid Life inspirational blog in April 2022
https://avividlife.co.za/wat-is-jou-storie/