So the men of Kiriath-jearim came to get the Ark of the Lord. They took it to the hillside home of Abinadab and ordained Eleazar, his son, to be in charge of it. The Ark remained in Kiriath-jearim for a long time-twenty years in all. (1 Samuel 7:1-2)
This was some of what we read in our family devotion last night. Because everyone rushes off in the mornings, we settled on the evening time for the family devotion.
We read the whole chapter, but these two verses of scripture stuck to me. Maybe because I could identify with what was happening. This is the scenario that came to my mind: This young guy (Eleazar), has his life all figured out. Maybe he wanted to be a physician, or a Rabbi, who knows? So there he was, going about his business when all of a sudden they bring the Ark of the Lord to his house and mandate him to look after it. End of ambition – for a while. Or so he thinks. 20 years later, there he is, still looking after the Ark. The Bible does not say it was still Eleazar, but if he had been replaced, I believe the Bible would have said too.
This disturbs me because I have put my life on hold to give a year to ministry. What if 20 years later I’m still here? What happens to all my dreams and stuff? Wish you could see the horror on my face. Why does the thought of giving up control fill us humans with such fear?