So i am really, really bad at losing at stuff. I am the sorest loser on this planet, now I know that this news might come as a huge shock. Go ahead. Pick your jaw up off the floor. Just don't race me to it ;)
Why do I own up to this? well I think I've come to that time of year/month/day where I need to re-asses.
I would hate to lose out on the Kingdom of Heaven, particularly if I claim to be the biggest loser and so I want to look at Truth.
I was having some morning devotions and was reading the last bit of Peter's 2nd letter.
2 Peter 3:16
He writes about this in all his letters. Some things in Paul's letters are hard
to understand....
Wait, you're telling me the Bible was difficult to understand for the first people who wrote it.
No wonder I get so confused!
I think I need to stay fresh and keep looking, though I may not fully understand, I have to believe every word is the Truth!
If I stop for one moment and think I've got a grip on it that's when I start to rot.
You know I love King James, mainly because He's a legendary Englishman but partly because he translates the Bible with new eyes. In fact I don't really know Him but I just want to steal His dictionary because in the King James Bible I read:
John 11:39 '....Jesus said, Take ye away the stone. Martha, the sister of him that was dead, saith unto him, Lord, by this time he stinketh: for he hath been dead four days
I want to stop searching for the truth before I begin to smell. I have to simply accept the truth!
When do you stinketh? How long have you and I been dead?
I think, actually since we are being honest, Ben stinketh daily.
If there's one thing I know that will at least deodorise my stench, It's that God is the answer, not was, but is!
People have those WWJD bracelets and try and challenge them to live by the What WILL Jesus Do rather than the What Would Jesus Do.
He's here and He Lives!
Hallelujah?
Jesus confirm my heart's desire
To work and speak and think for
Thee;
Still let me guard the holy fire,
And still stir up Thy gift in
me.
Ready for all Thy perfect will,
My acts of faith and love
repeat,
'Til death Thy endless mercies seal,
And make my sacrifice
complete.
Charles Wesley

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