I am often charmed by The Word of God. I sit quietly alone in the dark reading and thinking and being set upon by Him. This morning I read Jonah and Numbers' account of Balaam. I was carried away by God’s sovereignty over winds, worms, plants, donkeys, men, religion, and kingdoms. This overarching kingship awakens me to the dearness of faith, faith in the above-described God who also lives in me. My faith is often carried away in emotion. Such was the fire this a.m. But the reality of life is faith is only faith when one is not charmed by emotion but changed by God in Christ by the Holy Spirit. This truth came to me when it was not the talking donkey or the killing worm that enchanted me but the God, the One and Only God who strives with me alone, who demands a personal relationship with me, me, in reality, not much more than the worm or donkey and yet here I am, He and me and the very air I breath is His and the chemical makeup of that same air that satisfies my lungs and my lungs and my movements that type out this short note. And the band marches on and I am again charmed by this God, my God, I am His and He is mine and I am His heir. The fairy tale that is no tale.
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