Wednesday, July 1, 2020
By Adams Allison
Blessed be the Lord my Rock, Who trains my hands for war,
And my fingers for battle.
Psalms 144:1 NKJV
I had a dream where I was part of an army that was made up of several armies (just like Israel with its several tribes, each having its own army).
Something alarming happened that drove us all to go see what might be the problem. In order to have an elevated view of what was happening, we ran up a wooden balcony overlooking the fence of our camp to the outside, the wooden platform looked like a watchtower and served as a muster point.
“History is His-story.”
Over time in my walk with the Lord Jesus, I’ve come to realize that when He said, “the scriptures speak of me”, He meant it in more ways than we have previously anticipated.
Very often we read the treasured scriptures as we would a magazine or a news paper, skimming through and reading our own premonitions into it. . . we easily lose touch with the message hidden within.
Today let me take you along the path of two brothers, Jacob and Esau. Within the famous story of this set of twins is embedded a typology of Jesus – the One who every scripture speaks of.