"See, I have called by name Bezaleel the son of Uri, the son of Hur, of the tribe of Judah: And I have filled him with the spirit of God, in wisdom, and in understanding, and in knowledge, and in all manner of workmanship, To devise cunning works, to work in gold, and in silver, and in brass, And in cutting of stones, to set them, and in carving of timber, to work in all manner of workmanship." -Exodus 31:2-5
I was reading in Exodus recently and came upon the record here where God is telling Moses the specs for the tabernacle. Not only the specs as to every knop and almond, and every cubit and a half, but the specs as to who will be doing the work! God had it planned out in every detail. Reading about Bazaleel made me think of Mr. West.
I grew up in a stone farmhouse, built in 1791. Yes, 1791. Now those of you who are from outside the US, will not find this particularly unusual. But for the US, houses built in the 1700's are pretty rare! Anyway our house was built in 1791 and had 2-foot thick stone walls. Absolutely no need for air conditioning at all! My parents purchased this beautiful home on 16 acres of land when I was a young child. As our family grew, my parents decided to add a dining room with a cathedral ceiling onto the house; and to raise the roof of the attic and build 3 bedrooms and a bathroom for the 3 girls on the third floor.
My father was a doctor, but he wanted to do a lot of the work himself. This had varying results... when my mom sold our beloved Windy Hill Farm, almost 40 years after the remodeling, the tile in that third floor bathroom... still not finished! Nope, I am not kidding!
Anyway, I am talking about the dining room. Since the house was built in the 1700's, my parents wanted to keep the addition as close to authentic as possible. There was a barn way out in the back of the property, that we never used. It was as old as the house; and it was made of wood. So, my parents had the barn torn down, and they used that wood for the floor of the dining room; and the walls of the rec room that they built below the dining room.
When it was time to put up the cathedral ceiling, Dad called a number of his friends over to help. The beam that would form the center of the ceiling weighed over a ton. Literally. My father had invited 4 of his friends over to help because he knew that he could not hoist a beam weighing over a ton up by himself! So, he had invited 4 doctor friends over to help.
My dad loves to tell this story ~ 5 doctors trying to figure out how to hoist up that beam ~ their frustration mounting as the day wore on. As brilliant as these men were, they could not figure out how to hoist this beam up and place it where it needed to go. Every idea they came up with resulted in failure.
About this time, Mr. West stopped by. Mr. West was a wonderful man. He was the father of friends of ours. There were 8 West children, so most of them were friends of at least one of us kids! I'm sure Mr. West was either picking up one of his kids, or dropping one off ~ but for whatever,... ahem... , reason, Mr. West "just happened" on the scene at this time. Mr. West was a sweetheart; we all loved him. He could fix anything! I do not know if he finished high school, but he could do all kinds of things!
So here is this huge beam lying in the yard, surrounded by 5 doctors scratching their heads. Mr. West strolls by and asks what they are doing. Dad explains. Mr. West asseses the situation and ... uh... solves it! He says, in his very humble manner, "I think, er, maybe if you, um,... " and voila! It was the answer none of the doctors could figure out!
Five doctors and Mr. West. The doctors were all learned men. Very highly qualified... to be doctors! Very highly educated. Excellent doctors I'm sure. But. Not one of them could figure out how to hoist a beam weighing over a ton, up 2 stories. Mr. West could. For him, it was innate. He knew the answer intuitively.
See, I have called by name Bezaleel... And I have filled him with the spirit of God, in wisdom, and in understanding, and in knowledge, and in all manner of workmanship...
God called Bezaleel BY NAME to be the one to follow his instructions in crafting everything for the tabernacle. He didn't call Moses to do that. Moses had another job.
So many times we think because we are not the great preachers, we are not the great evangelists, that we are not doing what God called us to do.
Did God call Bazaleel to lead the children of Israel? NO, that was Moses' job. Did God call Jonathan to be king? No, that was David's job!
So why do we think we have to be the mighty ones? Why do we think we are not doing the Lord's will if we do not have some high and mighty title?
God called you BY NAME. He chose you ~ and He made you ~ Exactly the way He wanted you.
Somone needs to be a doctor. And someone needs to be Mr. West.
Otherwise, we wouldn't have had that lovely dining room all those years ~ see the beam?