Heaven Land Devotions - The Road of Hazarmaveth

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The time we have been given to live on this world is never easy.
In fact today I was looking at Psalm 80. In The Complete Jewish
Bible, it is referred to as " "Set in 'lilies" a testimony of
Asaph."  The Lily breaks through hard ground after rain.
Psalm 80 is hard ground. It is full of the hardness of suffering
with others and for others. All who have ever suffered in this
world of ours understand this Psalm when they read it. They have
walked on this hard ground.   


But the lilies break through the hardness of that purposeless (as
it may seem) pain, with a sudden up-springing of hope and joy.
When we understand what it took for them to live and bloom
through the hardest soils we take a rich lesson. We live in a
hard place called earth. Life here is the hard ground we walk on.
It is the same ground Christ walked on. Let us take heart, He has
gone before us "and has set us in the way of His steps."  


I was reading today about a man in the line of Shem named
Hazarmaveth in Genesis 10:26. His name means "dwelling or court
of death." Shem is in the lineage of Jesus Christ. History
records that where Hazarmaveth settled, his name was preserved in
a province until today. They are an ancient people in the modern
Southern Arabian nation of Yemen.  


This is what I discovered. On the scorching face of that land are
towns and cities built entirely of mud bricks. It is a
blistered land, naked to the sun, covered for miles with sand,
broken stones, or bare rock, almost waterless, almost treeless.
But one of the high roads of the Old World is the trade
route from India and Persia to Egypt and Syria, and to other
countries around the Mediterranean. The trade route ran
through Hazarmaveth, and it supplied its own fragrant
contribution to that ancient-world of commerce, a contribution
not great in extent but vast in significance.  


You see incense trees grew along the barren plateaus and in the
dry riverbeds. Merchants came from as far as Persia to find this
precious gum. It is believed the frankincense and myrrh the wise
men offered to our Savior may have grown in that burning land.
And also that which gave fragrance to the ointment Mary poured
upon Jesus' hair and feet. As well as the spices that the
women laid among the linen for His burying. 


Our time here will see suffering, and we travel along the road
Hazarmaveth where we gather myrrh and frankincense to offer
spiritually unto God in prayer.  Our prayers are perfumed
with what we gather through suffering. Our offerings and gifts of
love to God with thanksgiving are given with hands "dripping with
myrrh" of our costly trials and pain.   


I think that is why it says in Song of Solomon 3:6, " Who is this
coming out of the wilderness Like pillars of smoke, Perfumed with
myrrh and frankincense, With all the merchant’s fragrant
powders?"   


"Men will never be great in theology until they are great in
suffering." ~Charles Spurgeon