Uzziah, Seperated

By Heather Collver

There is a promise for us. It is the promise of eternal life. I don’t know about you, but I am not taking anything with me. I am going to leave it all behind. So I don’t put a whole lot of value on things of this world. Two years ago that would have been a different story. It wasn’t until I had a major garage sale that I realized there isn’t much value in our things unless we are emotionally attached. What one thing would you take with you if you could, what carry on would you bring with you? Most people answer this question with a who, not a what.

Uzziah was struck with Leprocy in God’s judgement against him. He was forced to live his life separate from what he had built up, from all that he knew. From everything he had.

At this time, his son was appointed the ruler over Judah while Uzziah was still alive.

He was separated from the temple of the Lord.

2 Chronicles 26:21King Uzziah had leprosy until the day he died. He lived in a separate house —leprous, and excluded from the temple of the LORD. Jotham his son had charge of the palace and governed the people of the land

Yikes!!! I think that would be close to his own personal hell. To have to be separated from everything you had placed so much value on. To watch as it is ruled by your own son, to be so unpopular that you are banished from your life. I think I would rather have died if I were him.

Without trying to be too morbid here, what things in life would you have trouble watching someone else take care of, enjoy. Would it be unbearable. Again, I think now is a good time to suggest that if there is anything in the darkness that needs to be brought out in the light, then do it now. Get on it. Now is better than when God decides it is just enough, that you are far more important to him than your stuff, title, popularity. You were created as a tool for him. No use in being a pencil if you were made to be a keyboard. (corny illustration).

Dear lord, okay, now that the big old pit has been dug into my soul, can I ask that you fill it up with you. What an uncomfortable feeling. The one that brings me to my knees in repentance from the things that do not please you. Let’s face it, flat on my face is not low enough for what sins I know I have committed against you and your Kingdom. I pray, Lord that I will not let pride build me up and that my focus is not on things, but on the people that you created for us to love, ultimately that I would do everything for your glory, I would focus on you.

Please share with us your stories of joy, praise or prayer. We are here to lift up your burden to God and to carry it along with you to ease your suffering. May you know that we are here for you and that God is ever present in all things. I look forward to sharing Praise and prayer tomorrow.

Today, I think maybe we just need some time to pray for God to reveal to us where we may be a bit prideful. It might be hard, but it will help us to see where God wants to reign in our lives. Take the time to listen, just praying is a one way conversation.