And sometimes… it’s me. “* Michal Laco
Legs thrown over the arms of overstuffed chairs, snack food scattered on the table, furrowed brows, and Bibles, from big, thick study ones to smartphones. That’s Tuesday evenings in Acts.
Acts 8 has the story of Phillip and the Ethiopian eunuch. Travelling to Jerusalem would have been a long and dangerous journey, the eunuch had spent a fortune on a personal copy of the scriptures, and he was now headed home frustrated, still struggling to understand them. Here was an honest seeker and God made sure that he got what he needed. He sent Phillip.
Luke crafts the book of Acts around the theme stated in 1:8,
“…and you will be my witnesses in Jerusalem and in all Judea and Samaria, and to the end of the earth.”
The church starts in Jerusalem, then in chapter 8 they get scattered “throughout the regions of Judea and Samaria” where Phillip has a great ministry. Finally there is this odd event where Phillip is redirected to a single man headed home to Ethiopia, what the apostles would have considered “the end of the earth”.**
Now, earlier in the day I read Acts 18 where Jesus said to Paul when he was in Corinth,
“Do not be afraid, but go on speaking and do not be silent, for I am with you, and no one will attack you to harm you, for I have many in this city who are my people.”
God… has… people… everywhere! That’s why He sent Paul to a Corinth… and Phillip to an individual Ethiopian.
Michal made it bravely personal when he observed, “God will always send someone… and sometimes… it’s me.”
** Observations by Marek Markuš at prayer this morning. He’s preaching on Acts 8 this Sunday so he has been studying. He has a lot of goodies on Phillip too.