Sunday evening found me getting ready for a long journey home after a full week. When I got to our van, the break line had broke, and the car was not drivable for the trip I had ahead of me. Immediately, God was whispering “favor” and for one of the few times when this happens I was listening.
At the core of shalom is peace. For me, 2015 has been a year of realizing that God-given and God sustained peace is the thing I need most in my life as a believer, and nothing–absolutely nothing–is worth compromising that for. It’s in this overwhelming peace that favor rests on our lives.
There was a great testimony this week shared by one of the members of our team about provision and overwhelming abundance, and the key takeaway was the favor of God. Favor is centered on this Hebrew concept of shalom which is at its very essence the overflowing, overwhelming assurance of things the way they are supposed to be. Systems, relationships, governments, bodies. Whatever. Everything. All of it. as it’s all meant to be.
Sometimes favor looks different in our lives. Often we see it as the absence of adverse circumstances. In reality, it’s the blessing and assurance that God is faithful in the most adverse circumstances. Favor manifests itself in our lives most often as the uncontrollable, immovable, unstoppable blessing of sonship that will ultimately bring all circumstances and situations in to alignment with the purposes of God. In all of it, our peace is never negotiable.
After confirming all of the possible parts stores were closed, I was making preparations to stay in the town I was at for another night. It was at this point, I met my good friend Kevin: Kevin had been serving at the Creation Festival all this past week and had not had a chance to sit in any of the sessions because of his volunteer schedule. He came to the Sunday service yesterday, and was hit with the goodness of God in a powerful way. When we got back to parking lot that evening, he was there waiting. His son was a mechanic, would fix the van that next week. In the meantime, he gave me his truck–for the 6 hour ride home.
Never once in that interaction was my peace in question. Not because I’m some sort of super human. But because my God is supremely good.
I’m just stepping out on this journey of what favor means, what it looks like, what it feels like to not only experience it for a moment, but to rest in it eternally. I’m realizing it’s not based on what I can do or earn, but simply resting in what God has already done for me.
Whatever it looks like in your life, live in it. Seek it. Soak it up. Yearn for it. Favor of God changes things.
We can’t live without.