Habakkuk 2:2-3 (GNB)
The LORD gave me this answer: “Write down clearly on tablets what I reveal to you, so that it can be read at a glance.
Put it in writing, because it is not yet time for it to come true. But the time is coming quickly, and what I show you will come true. It may seem slow in coming, but wait for it; it will certainly take place, and it will not be delayed.
This scripture is talking about writing down a vision (a mental view, thought or idea of what you want) clearly and that the vision will come to pass. In plain English, when you want to believe for something from God, declare it by writing it down somewhere or posting it where you can see it.
My husband and I have done this so many times that it is way too late to tell me that it doesn’t work. Once we know God’s will about something in our lives, we will do one of several things about the thing we want to believe God for. Mostly it is written on a list (or represented in a picture) and taped to the refrigerator. Every time we walk by the fridge and see the “vision” we thank God for it.
It is not that we have a “magic refrigerator” that causes the miracle of provision but that it is a point of faith for us. Whenever we see the picture or list, we remember that God said He would provide all our needs (Phil 4:19). We thank Him for providing and go on our way.
This is how we remodeled and/or rebuilt our entire house (both of them, actually). When we needed something we wrote it down on our ever growing list. By the end of the remodel, everything on the list had come to pass. I’ll explain the details of this in another Musing.
This story is from when we were living at our other house – one that taught me how seriously this scriptural law about speaking is – concerns a barn across the street from our then house. When I would look out my front window, I had a view of mountains and beautiful trees everywhere except right across the street.
The hay barn across the street had seen better days. It had a small, leaning grain bin attached that was falling down. The barn was sagging, had mostly fallen down, and was rusted out. That barn blocked my view, it was ugly and I wanted it gone.
I had just gotten hyped up on hearing a message about Mark 11:23. One day I thought, “Since I know the farmer doesn’t and can’t use that barn (which is an important point), I am going to apply this principle”. I stood on the front porch, pointed across the street, spoke to the barn and told it to be removed – go away.
I had a picture window and a glass door, so I could see across the street often. Any time I looked out the window I’d say things like, “Barn, your days are numbered.” I thought maybe the farmer would tear it the rest of the way down but however it happened, I had this knowing inside that it had to go. I didn’t know when, I just knew that it would.
I know this sounds ridiculous to some people, but I valued my beautiful view and that ugly barn was right smack dab across the street, blocking my view. If the farmer used the barn, I wouldn’t (and couldn’t) have said anything; but it was not in use or usable. It just hadn’t been taken down once it began to deteriorate.
Less than a year later, we had a tornado come through town. While we had to deal with some damage, the barn across the street was blown totally down. The only thing left standing was the small grain silo (and it was taken away later).
Suddenly, I had my view! While some will say, “Well, that barn would obviously have fallen down anyway,” I beg to differ with them. That barn had been there for a very, very long time. Nothing had caused it to fall down before, not even strong straight-line winds that have been known to knock over huge trees in this area.
The irony was that a few years later the brush and small trees totally blocked the view across the street. But prior to that at least I enjoyed a beautiful view!
I did learn a lot through this experience. First was that the barn did not disappear overnight. It required consistent faith in believing that the barn was going to go. Then there was the fact that I continued to speak to that barn even though I could not see anything happening. I knew this wasn’t a matter of life and death but whenever I thought of it, I would “speak to the mountain” and command it to go.
That barn was a great thing to practice on, especially since later on, vital and important issues in our lives required that same faith – speaking and receiving. But – that’s another Musing for another day.
Speak to your problems! God has an answer to every single one!
You have His Word on it!