What If We Believed?

What if we believed it was true? Every single word written in the Bible. All the stories about Jesus, all the words He spoke, all of it. What if we believed that those words were written to withstand the test of time, and they are just as applicable to us today as there were to those who lived in those days?

What if we believed them that way?

What If We Believed?

I have finished listening to What If It’s True? a book by Charles Martin, for the second or third time. I have read parts of it too, especially those prayers he placed at the end of some chapters. During the time I was listening to the book, I attended a Faces of Christ retreat. The retreat was not what I expected, but in a good way. Well, let me qualify that statement…in a good way if you really want to look at the junk that has been tucked away in your heart for many years, that you have conveniently forgotten about because, well, it’s ugly, and if the truth be told, not as justifiable as you would like it to be.

The two things combined had quite an effect.

Just so we’re clear,  I haven’t committed murder, adultery, or broken any of the Ten Commandments. Wait, that’s not true. I am sinner, A mere human in desperate need of the saving grace of Jesus Christ. Me, the keeper of the Ten Commandments…well, the “big” ones, anyway.

Here’s the thing though, that has kept me from the truth buried in my heart, I have tried to live my life in such a way that will bring glory and honor to my Father whom I love with my whole heart. I spend time with Him, yielding my life and heart to what He says in His word, as to how I am to live and conduct my life.

And therein lies the problem.

Because I have done those things that He taught in the Bible, I have developed (and buried deep within) an entitlement mentality. I didn’t intend to do that. I didn’t even know it was there but, if truth be told, I think God owes me a good life, a decent one at the very least. I didn’t even know that was there.

But it’s true and it’s ugly.

It’s not something I want you or anyone else to know about me. Heck, I just realized this about myself and was quite shocked, but it’s there, nonetheless.

So, why am I telling you these things? Why would I want you to know such prideful, painful parts of who I am? I don’t really. I would rather you think that I am a holy servant of the Most High God. And I am and will continue to pursue Him as long as there is life in me. But I figure that if I have encountered these ugly, painful truths about myself, then I’m probably not the only one. Perhaps you too? Well, not you exactly, but maybe the person sitting beside you who is also reading this post has had an inkling that maybe they harbor similar (acceptable) sins as well.

I am going to let you think on these words for a bit. Try them out. Ask God if they apply to you? I’m not saying they do. Only you can know that, and truthfully, it’s between you and your Father.

I will publish the remainder of this article on my next post. Come back in a day or two and read the rest. Until then, let me pray for you.

Father God, how we love that you love us so much that you are willing to look past the ugly parts of us. Those parts of this reader may not be as ugly as mine, or perhaps they are, but to You, we’re the same. You love us anyway, no matter what. Thank You for that. Would You be with the ones reading this post and the one to follow, and show them any secret places they need to give to You. Thank You so much for hearing our prayers. Amen.

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