“Keep on asking, and you will receive what you ask for. Keep
on seeking, and you will find. Keep on knocking and the door will be opened to
you.” Mathew 7:7
I took a moment to
read many of the more recent posts because this last little while has contained
so many new understandings about God and about love. It’s like taking a trip
back in time but these past posts also revealed a testimony of the countless
times God has answered my prayers. Most of the time, they were answered far and
beyond my simple requests.
While I don’t
necessarily classify myself as a Bible scholar, one of the things I have come to
realize is the Good Book could never have been written by people all on their
own. Yes, I believed the Bible was inspired by the Holy Spirit of God but only
because this is what I had been taught.
The last shreds of
doubt about its authenticity have been swept away as I’ve followed the
different threads of an idea, or should I say, followed the revelations of the
Spirit. Every word had to have been
inspired by something far greater than our own minds. The Old and New
Testaments are a tapestry of stories and teachings so interwoven with each
other it would be impossible for any human being to be able to make all the
connections as they wrote their own piece of this wonderful, amazing Story.
All I can say is how
delighted I am to have some of these connections revealed. I am even more delighted
when my understanding is verified by other, more wise, more knowledgeable
teachers. This is something I always look for. It is helping to build a
foundation of trust in the Holy Spirit’s leading and, dare I say, more confidence
to explore the Bible even further.
There’s also another
side, one that doesn’t end up in black and white. Every time I had written the
word, “religion”, I had struggled with defining what that meant. Until the
other day when I finally understood what Jesus meant in condemning religious
practices. Our freedom to choose how and where we worship isn’t the issue here.
It’s when the how and where we worship becomes the focus of our faith. The dark
side of religious practices is when the how and where becomes a platform for
prejudice and hatred.
Lord, thank You for
all the changes that have happened in the last little while. Thank You for
helping me articulate many of the confusing mental muddles that accompany much
of my writing. Thank You for answering my “asking” when I didn’t even know a
question had been posed. Thank You for the gift of Your Spirit and for the
trust that is becoming the solid foundation of my faith. Thank You as well for
building confidence in my abilities and for wrapping that confidence in
humility. You are the Author behind my words. AMEN!
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