The Word and Me

My Bible

My Bible

  I love reading.  And, there is no book which I like nearly as much as the Bible, God’s Holy written Word.  It thrills me and has even prior to my being able to understand some of it.  I grasped a few biblical statements at a fairly young age, passages such as:  “In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth,” “God is love,” John 3:16, and the like, although I did not grasp them with full understanding even as now I realize that I can’t grasp them in all of their truth and beauty.  I believe that I will not fully “get it” until it is revealed in the fullness in eternity.  Still, what I do understand is thrilling and provides a delightful ever expanding window into God’s nature and His love and sovereignty. But, the main thing I love about the Bible is the change it made and continues to make in me. That change, from death to life (see Ephesians 2: 1-5) and the assurance it brings into my everyday being, ushered in an unspeakable, unfathomable joy, peace, and hope.  

The following is a blog post by Lore Ferguson which speaks of the change the Bible makes in us.  The article appeared first at: Sayable – words about theology, faith, life and the glory of God as: How It Changes Us.  I believe you’ll appreciate what Lore shares with us.  RMF

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How it Changes Us
By Lore Ferguson

Lore Ferguson

Lore Ferguson

I have always owned a Bible, scribbled and tattered, ignored or forgotten, but always one somewhere. For most of my life my Bibles were reminders of ways I’d fallen short, paged taskmasters holding the ruler of law over my head. I knew they were supposed to contain the words of life, but mostly they felt like death.

It was a surprising conundrum, then, when the words of the Bible that first preached the gospel to me came from the first verse of the first chapter of the first book. Genesis 1:1. In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth.

And the girl who loved words suddenly loved the Word.  

Whenever people ask me when I was saved, the easy answer is before the foundations of the earth I was known. The more difficult answer is that I don’t know. I don’t have a calendar date, a circled number to celebrate. I do know I did not understand the character of God until a hot night in September of 2010, on the front row seat at my church’s old campus. And, which is perhaps more, it was the first night I understood that I would never understand the character of God. That His character was as limitless as His creation, as limitless as the “beginning.”

In the time it took to read those ten words, words I had known almost the entirety of my life, I knew my life would never be the same. Through the most rudimentary verse, the one every Christian and most non-Christians can quote, the one we have all read on January first a thousand times over, the Lord opened the eyes of my heart and gave me the slightest glimpse of Him.

I cannot explain it. I cannot explain what I was before—someone who had much knowledge and practice of faith—and what I became after that night. But I was changed.

Since then my thirst for the word, not as a map or guide, nor a dictionary or textbook, but as life has never stopped growing. It is the method, the joy, the comfort, the truth, and so much more. In its pages contain the truest things ever existing: the character of God communicated to his people through every generation. Every verse tells of the gospel if we look hard enough, every book shouts of the plan of a master storyteller.

From the beginning until the amen, it gifts God to us and us to God.

And it will change us.

Tonight my church is beginning a series in the book of James and I cannot wait. The book of James is what my parents would make me write, in its entirety, every time my mouth ran away with itself (which was nearly every day for two years of my childhood). Those composition books were filled with angry scribbled transcriptions and I resented my parents for taming my tongue in this way. But now, twenty years later, those words have become life, the discipline of faith and works, patience and action, words and quiet, they point to a more true thing than a curbed tongue. They point to the sanctifying work of a God who takes a very, very long time to grow us up, make things clear, and bring us into paths of life, to Himself.

His word is a lamp to our feet, no matter how far they have to travel. His word is a light to our path, no matter how long it seems to ramble on.

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About ronfurg

Former naval officer, federal investigator, forensic scientist, senior executive service member and pastor. In retirement serves as volunteer and life group leader at New Life Christian Church (www.newlife4me.com). Devoted to beautiful wife, kids and grandkids. Looking forward to the time when every knee will bow and every tongue will confess that Jesus Christ is Lord of all and that He is the Way, the Truth, and the Life.
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