All the fat is the Lord’s… you must not eat any fat or any blood!Posted 2/14/14
The old road glories in a constant lover. She hates the Trier, the taster and the trifler. She scorns to be taken on probation. She dearly loves the through passenger. She likes those who are going all the way.
She never yields her best to those who merely dally with her. Her charms are not the charms of the flirt or the coquette. She abandons herself to those who, like Caesar in the Old World and Cortes in the New, burn their bridges and their boats behind them, leaving themselves no loophole for retreat.
The temptation of the road is to give up. Weariness becomes intolerable. The romance of starting wears off; the romance of finishing seems remote. We are tempted to abandon the quest. (F.W. Boreham, Second Thoughts)
One might on first considerations wonder how fat and an old road bear any relation or similarities. Boreham’s musing over the old road brought reflections of a romance between traveler and by way.
He personified the road and divulged her longing for one that would give his best to her meanderings. She delights in the one who gives all he’s worth to the course she has plotted.
One which would stay steady to it though she might rise to a steep incline or twist down through a glen. She spurns those who would trifle with her dainties or squander her charms. This is but the echo of God’s demands to those who would dine with Him.
The communion offering was addressed in the passage that privileged the one offering to the right to join in eating the sacrifice offered to God. Both the Priest and the one bringing the sacrifice sat down before God in the Holy Place and took of the meat of the sacrifice. But the fat belonged to the Lord.
At a table spread with the succulents of lamb or goat; it would seem short change to give God but the fat of the animal. But we shall be the leaner ones if we miss this great principle and the metaphorical conveyance.
Throughout scripture “Fat” symbolized “the best” or fruitfulness. In simplest terms God’s demand for the fat meant that He demanded the very best of the offering. If we are going to commune with God and make our offering to him, there is nothing acceptable to Him but the fat of our lives.
Boreham related the old road’s frustrations and intolerance with those who make little or half efforts at her course. She would demand those that begin their march upon her trek to not be half hearted or whimsical journeymen dallying on their way. No, they must relinquish the fat to her challenge; the best is mine she cries! Should we then expect a lesser demand from God of us who wish to dine with Him and His servants?
It is interesting that He couples the fat with the blood and lays claim to them as His. The blood would picture Christ and the sacrifice on the cross. Think for a moment if Christ would have given less than His very best or His all to the task of redeeming His own. What if he had dallied on the Via Delarosa?
God demands the fat of us because He first demanded it of Himself and received it unto Himself through His only begotten Son.
So in our communion offering to Him, have we withheld the fat, is our life for Him merely a meandering trifle? God abhors hobby Christianity because it steals away the fat.
The fat is the Lord’s; funny how greasy our hands are so often.
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