I’m not even slightly upset with the shameless Lady Gaga wordplay I employed to title today’s blog post. You’ll understand why shortly.
Today’s inspiration was found on the pages of Priscilla Shirer’s Bible study workbook for The Armor of God (2015). Priscilla spends a large portion of the first week of the study helping us understand something that I don’t believe many of us get (even after the study). If you were to ask me where I am right now, you could cut me off anywhere during this statement: at a desk, in the basement, of a cabin, in the woods, of Mt. Airy, North Carolina, USA, North America, north and western hemispheres, planet earth, “third globe from the sun and straight on till morning!!!”. That is my, little-“t” truth. But if we want to definitively answer that question, we must ask it not of ourselves, but of God. Only God can give us the big picture, big-“T” Truth.
“…that he (God) worked in Christ when he raised him from the dead and seated him at his right hand in the heavenly places.”
“…and raised us up with him (Jesus) and seated us with him in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus…”
“For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the cosmic powers over this present darkness, against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly places.”
Paul has not only been gifted words from God to tell us a Truth, but to prove that Truth to us through the transitive property of words. Step one: Jesus Christ is seated in heavenly places (1:20)–check. Step two: we are one in Jesus so we are seated (in Christ) in heavenly places (2:6)–check. The third verse is not so much part of the equation as it is a giant flashing danger sign; picture the firetruck-minion from Despicable Me 2 making the “Be-do!” sounds.
But here is what I think God is wanting us all to hear today. We own heavenly places. That massive run-on sentence I used earlier about where I am, is true, as long as I remember that every single portion of “where I am”, because I am there, is also considered “heavenly places”. This spot is heavenly places; this spot is Holy ground. My God, my King, my Father, has endowed me with a beautiful plot of Holy land. Because I only do cartoon analogies, we are now to Mufasa.
But because this spot is heavenly places and because evil forces “lurk about in heavenly places” (Eph 6:12, The Voice)…there are evil forces in this spot. And we have learned through the years to flee from evil forces. Run from evil! Run from the devil!
Friends, we have to quite fleeing. My Bible tells me God didn’t raise up a nation of flee-ers; God raised up a nation of fighters (Eph. 6:10-18). You know what ends up happening to us when we flee? We end up hanging on by the tips of our fingers to the cliff of our Holy land angry with God for not giving us more ground to stand on while the enemy who drove us off our lot throws an eternal rave at our expense. He doesn’t care about us, he doesn’t care about our land, he only cares that we are too mad at God to blame the real culprit. All the while, God is waiting at the top of the cliff, speaking to our hearts: “I’m ready to pull you up, and I’m ready to walk into victory with you so you can reclaim your Heavenly places that are your inheritance and birthright. Just take my hand…”
If I can be honest…my fingers are getting tired; tired of clinging to this rocky ledge. The dancing that the enemy is doing on my land makes it hard to hold on. I’m ready to grab that nail scarred hand, put on my Father’s armor (Isa. 59:17; Eph. 6:10-18 ) and walk into the party.
I beg your pardon, but you seem to have some land that belongs to me.
That ends today.
I am prepared to fight for it…and I brought my Daddy.
And He brought His friends.