Babel.com
June 17th, 2011 by Kristi Stephens
Social media is a fascinating phenomenon to me, as those of you who have followed my recent posts have probably figured out. With a few strokes of the keyboard, I can broadcast myself to the world – pictures, status updates, tweets, blog posts. I can fill these online spaces with me, me, ME. Those of us who are serious bloggers/ writers/ speakers face an additional conundrum – we are constantly told we need to “brand ourselves.” We need to create an online image, market ourselves, make our names recognizable and meaningful.
We human beings have always had a desire to make our names great.
Welcome to Babel.
“Then they said to one another, ‘Come, let us make bricks and bake them thoroughly.’ They had brick for stone, and they had asphalt for mortar. And they said, ‘Come, let us build ourselves a city, and a tower whose top is in the heavens; let us make a name for ourselves, lest we be scattered abroad over the face of the whole earth.’”
Genesis 11:3-4
God is not anti-sky-scrapers. So, what’s really going on here?
One of the first things God says to Noah and his sons after they exited the ark was, Be fruitful and increase in number and fill the earth. (Genesis 9:1) As Noah’s family increased and multiplied, they were supposed to spread out. They were supposed to fill the earth! They had been chosen and spared from worldwide destruction, but it was not for the purpose of making themselves look special. They were chosen people on a mission – to know God, walk with Him, spread the glory of His name, and bring up future generations that would walk with Him and through whom the Promised One would come.
But instead, they chose to band together. They refused to be scattered abroad, choosing instead to make “a name for themselves” and seek their own peace and prosperity and prominence apart from God.
The spirit of Babel is subtle and sinister, and it is alive and well in our day.
The spirit of Babel rears its ugly head anytime we seek our own significance and sense of worth apart from God. The spirit of Babel lives on when we attempt to make our own names great, rather than losing ourselves in Him and making His name great. Babel subtlety sneaks into our thinking when we want good things, a good life, even to do good works apart from God.
God’s response is swift.
So the LORD scattered them from there over all the earth, and they stopped building the city. That is why it was called Babel—because there the LORD confused the language of the whole world. From there the LORD scattered them over the face of the whole earth.
Genesis 11:8-9
They refused to scatter, so He forced them to do so. One of my favorite things I’ve heard Beth Moore say was, “You can bow your knees or I’ll break your legs, but either way, you’re going down!”
God’s will always prevails!
Obviously the Tower of Babel has far-reaching implications, even to the fact that our letters to our sponsored child in Guatemala have to be translated into Spanish for him to understand our words. But beyond language, we must be on guard against this sin of attempting to live independently from God, to find our worth and significance apart from Him, to refuse to bow the knee and seek our own way in our own wisdom.
I must ponder:
- Whose name am I seeking to make great? God’s? Or mine?
- Am I seeking to have “good things” apart from God – trying to find significance and value apart from His presence?
- Are there clear commands of God that I am choosing to ignore, relying on my own human wisdom and plans for prosperity rather than obeying Him in faith?
The spirit of Babel is alive and well – in our facebook status updates, in our tweets, in our blogs, in our homes, in our workplaces, in our churches and ministries, in our hearts. But the real secret to significance and a life that matters is this: He must become greater, and I must become less.
I was not chosen and set apart to make me look special. I was not spared from judgment and shown the lavish grace of God for my own comfort and happiness. I am a woman on a mission – to spread His fame in the earth. 100 years from now, no one will remember me – but will the world know more of our great God because of the way I lived these days I have been entrusted? May I gladly bow my knees rather than waiting for God to break my legs! :)
It really is all about Him.
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