August 31: What Jacob Saw

Read Genesis 48

The famine drove him from the land of his father. Up until now, Jacob lived “where his father had stayed, the land of Canaan” (Gen. 37:1).  But now he found himself, at 100-some-years-old, relocating to Egypt. A foreign land. A land not of his fathers. A land not of the promise that God had given him so very long ago.

“I will give you and your descendants the land on which you are lying.  Your descendants will be like the dust of the earth, and you will spread out to the west and to the east, to the north and to the south. All peoples on earth will be blessed through you and your offspring” (Gen. 28:10-15).

Did you catch that? God had promised to give Jacob and his descendants the land of Bethel. The land of his father, Isaac. Not the land of Egypt

So I imagine the decision to pack up and move his entire family to an unknown land, a land not of the promise, was anything but easy. After all, God had promised. I imagine his thought process involved some doubt. Perhaps that’s why God assured him along the way. “Do not be afraid to go down to Egypt, for I will make you into a great nation there” (Gen. 46:3).

Did Jacob have moments of doubt? Did he wonder how in the world this might work into God’s promise? What he saw with his physical eyes differed greatly from what God had said. But Jacob saw with a different set of eyes than the ones on his face. They were the kind of eyes that landed him here in this great hall we now travel. This Hall of Faith.

The eyes on Jacob’s face saw the edge of starvation. They saw the dysfunctional family without the fun. They saw the death of his true love, Rachel, and a famine that drove him from the land of his father to the land of the Egyptians. But Jacob chose to see what could not be seen because he knew Him who had made that promise.  And he believed the promise.

Therein lies the blessing. Jacob’s faith-seeing eyes gave him a faith-speaking mouth. And he blessed Joseph’s sons, as he worshipped. When he chose to see with eyes of faith, his mouth had to get involved.

When we choose to see with faith, we can’t help but speak with it, too. Are you choosing to see in such a way that your faith permeates not only how you see but also what you say?

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About Brianna R Wasson

A follower of Jesus Christ who loves His Word, my name is Brianna but I usually call myself Bria. I'm a deep thinker with a seminary background who grew up knowing Jesus but falters on a regular basis. I love my family, which consists of two daughters and one husband. I also love hanging out with friends, taking pictures of pretty stuff, good books, and coffee.
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