Today’s Reading: 2 Kings 2, Daniel 6, Psalm 112-113, 2 Thessalonians 2.
“When Daniel knew that the document had been signed, he went to his house where he had windows in his upper chamber open toward Jerusalem. He got down on his knees three times a day and prayed and gave thanks before his God, as he had done previously.” Daniel 6:10
Last week, the mayor of Houston, Texas decided she and her people could subpoena Protestant Christian sermons. Though much debate is still going on and will – more than likely – continue to go on, the gist of the controversy is this: religious liberty is being threatened like never before. . . in particular, Christian religious liberty.
I hope and pray this eventually “comes to nothing” and we Christ followers demand that this sort of thing never be in our country. We should, indeed, fight with all of our might to prevent this from gaining any more ground.
But if it does, it’s okay.
I love what action Daniel takes when he gets word he can’t pray.
I get comfort in reading what Daniel decided he would do when the authorities told him he couldn’t continue in his normal religious practice.
Know what he did? Nothing.
That’s right. Nothing about his routine changed. Nothing about his normal, daily habits shifted. He didn’t go into panic mode. He did exactly as he had done day after day after day after day prior to this new “law.” He went to his room, opened up the window, and prayed. Morning. Noon. Night.
Nothing was going to stop Daniel from serving his God.
In short, he kept calm and let God show off.
We all know what happened next, don’t we? God shuts the mouths of lions and gets praise from a pagan king. Being deprived of religious liberty opened a door for God to show of His power.
Please hear me: I am NOT suggesting we believers sit idly by and let this thing “take its course.” Not at all (please see articles linked above).
But if it does, and our religious liberty vanishes – it’s not the end of the world. God is not panicked nor freaking out. Nor should we. Like Daniel, we should probably “dance with the one that brung us” and keep doing what we do. Our God is not limited, nor is His hand too short to save.
Who knows? Perhaps he will shut the mouth of the mayor. Or maybe lock me in room full of large felines, seeing to it that I don’t sneeze. Hey, He can work miracles. Whatever the case, He’s got this. Let’s be tools in His hands, giving Him opportunity after opportunity to display His glory and might.