During the time I was a pastor, we had a case of infant death syndrome. The young couple was in survival mode and simply did not have the funds for a funeral and interment. Four of the men in the church footed the bill for them. In each case, it was interesting to see how God had gone ahead and provided funds for those four men, so they had discretionary money the exact weekend it was needed.
We see the same planning ahead when Herod went murderous and Joseph got the word to leave town immediately for Egypt. Our evidence is sketchy, but what we do have suggests Joseph was on the po’ side of poor. They seem to have settled down in Bethlehem for the two years since Jesus’ birth, and that suggests they had accumulated a bit of furniture and other household belongings.
Suddenly they needed to move. Real suddenly. With God-speed. And that meant leaving just about everything behind. No chance to have a yard sale or rent a U-Haul. They just walked away from what they had carefully accumulated in recent months.
And there was the problem of travel money. And the problem of setting up shop in a new country where they didn’t have contacts, didn’t speak the language and didn’t know the culture.
With all that in mind, God delivered a bag of gold to them (literally) less than 18 hours before marching orders came.
This is the way it is supposed to work. The devil throws you a curve ball. God is out ahead of the devil. God-speed has two facets here. One is that the money was there on time. But the second is that God had to start the process of getting the money there on time, two years prior.
With exquisite perfection, God planned the time it would take for the caravan to cross the desert, make a wrong turn in Jerusalem and arrive at the right house in Bethlehem.
Let’s just put it this way: Neither God the Father nor Jesus Christ have any issues with the slow walking Egyptian curse. The precision of this operation was simply elegant. God-speed. God-easy.
As of right now (as I sit in DFW a few days before you will read this) I have no crises in my face that requires a dramatic amount of extra money. However, I have no doubt that there is a standing committee on the dark side assigned to watch me and make mischief if they can, or take advantage of any slips I make.
Sooner or later, I will get dinged. Again.
I don’t know if I will suddenly need money, perspective, wisdom, power, a prayer partner, a warfare partner, a place to recoup from battle, a computer tech, a friend, a healer, a plane ticket when flights are cancelled, a specific bit of research data or something else.
Same with you. Some of you are in the cross hairs right now. Some are in a wide space, but the devil still has a file on you and it is not dusty and forgotten.
So today I will pray with passion for God to put things in place with perfect speed as befits the God Who Plans Ahead so that when the day of evil comes, you and I will be resourced with as much extravagance and precision as Joseph was in Bethlehem.
This is a prayer I can bring a lot of passion to. I walk here with regularity and intensity. I really don’t know what each day will hold. I have a calendar and a watch and a plan, but they are mostly for the amusement of God and the devil because my primary job is to be incredibly nimble to synchronize with the God Who Is Always On the Move.
The questions I get are bizarre. The situations that come to me are things no book has been written about in many cases. Yes I look so much smarter than I am because my God has no Egyptian Curse problems. I dwell in the Blessing of Egypt as God delivers the resources of wisdom before I need them.
One of the most recent examples was the drive through Linz in Austria recently. There is a backstory. I love the idea of having a base in Vienna. That city has such an incredible anointing for legacy. I could sure enjoy mooching off that treasure in the land. But, it is not time yet for a base there.
Serina and I went around and around over whether we should try to do a small group meeting there, which meant I would fly into Vienna instead of Munich and all that logistical complication. There was no great clarity, but we decided to try it. The group came together instantly. Our hostess was marvelous. The soiree was productive (so they say anyway). And we thought that was the purpose of God.
He just wanted me to drive from Vienna to Salzburg so He could deliver some extraordinary revelation from the land around Linz, which I sorely needed this week. There were four ministry situations, none of which were approved by me to be on my schedule, which God caused.
They were wild. Weird. Shocking. And successful – because God had delivered the truths I needed a few weeks ahead of time on a highway through Austria.
This is the story of my life.
Special delivery niche information from the hand of God. I am rich with experience and redolent with faith for this one prayer. Join me as I pray in an abundance of resources for the crisis moments in our lives. Let the pipeline be bulging with God’s timing so that the final delivery shouts of God-speed and sends us on our way through the valley with faith and courage.
Copyright August 2015 by Arthur Burk
From the Admiral’s Club, Terminal D, DFW