Me Manasseh, You Manasseh
Let me speak candidly. Sometimes I wonder if it's more dangerous to start off on the right foot in life and experience God's gracious blessing in the beginning but then always be tempted to leave it behind for the vain things of this world and die in shame. I wonder if it might be preferable to front-load your life with the emptiness of sin and then come around to the Lord's ways having understood both mentally and historically the emptiness and destructive nature of evil. I think about this as we move from King Hezekiah to his son, King Manasseh - a Father and son with opposite trajectories of faith in God. The downfall of Hezekiah is eclipsed very quickly toward the end of 2 Chronciles by the rise of his completely immoral and pagan son, Manasseh. 2 Chronicles 33:1–3 (ESV) Manasseh was twelve years old when he began to reign, and he reigned fifty-five years in Jerusalem. 2 And he did what was evil in the sight of the LORD, according to the abominations of the nations...