God of Jacob

Have you ever thought to yourself, “Whom should I actually pray to? Jesus, the Holy Spirit, or God?” I sometimes do some theological wrestling about the focus of my prayers, but usually end up with this profound answer: “YES!” There are times I need to speak to my Father/Creator. Other times I need to meet with my Savior. Still, in time of contemplation and questioning, I might inquire about a counseling session with the Holy Spirit. How does this work for you?

The other day, I flipped to Psalms 146… verses five and six. This verse began to make me question and wonder. Why was God being described as the God of Jacob? Isn’t He usually referred to as the God of Abraham, Isaac, AND Jacob? Why is this a singled-out reference to Jacob? Hmmmm.

Wasn’t Jacob the O.T., non-hairy dude who robbed his less-shaven brother, Easu, of a birthright? Did I want to spend time praying to a God of Jacob? Didn’t Jacob also wrestle with God? Now that’s something I can relate to. Just this week, I’ve been wrestling with the sermon and text and distractions to boot.

So I went on a bit of a search for this guy, Jacob. After all, I was trying to enter into a time of talking with His God. I went to Genesis 28, and scanned down to verse fifteen. God said to Jacob, “I am with you and will watch over you wherever you go, and I will bring you back to this land. I will not leave you until I have done what I have promised.” That really felt good. God security. I’ll take that all day long! Right?

I flipped back to Psalms 146. Blessed would be me, if Jacob’s God were my help too. This, according to the Psalmist, is a place of hope and God’s forever faithfulness. Again, I’ll take this kind of stuff all day long… and need to more often. For instance…

My family is reaaallly enjoying our new home. It seems to fit us well. Almost perfect. In fact, because of past baggage attached to some ministry horrors… the good and perfection of our new home and family bliss can quickly become a thing of: “I wonder when the rug will be pulled out from under this new cozy arrangement?” I know I shouldn’t swim in this cesspool, but often times I do. But these Jacob-like wrestling times are also great moments to pray, and structure my prayers within the glorious framework of scripture.

So I prayed to the God of Jacob. I will be blessed, no matter what, because HE is my help and hope. No matter what baggage claims the future might bring, God… the God of Jacob… will be forever faithful. I needed that. I need to remember that. I need to pray to such a God. Who will you pray to today?