In one of my law classes
this week we were given an assignment to read an essay written
two hundred years ago. It was quite heartbreaking, as the brilliant
writer concluded there was no truth - largely because as he watched
"Christians", he saw religion, but no pursuit of God. Allegedly addressing freedom of speech, the writer went on to list various branches of the church, and lamented that belief was instilled, weeded, and petrified (my description.) I don't believe in belief. It bothers me deeply when Christian parents teach their little ones that there really is a Santa Claus. Do you know what happens when your pursuit of God wanes? You fall into belief- the correct shell of what you endorse and the collected memories of past experiences. For the one who is really born again, it is rougher because the residing Holy spirit is grieved, and there is a conflict between numb human conscience and the hungry spirit where the Spirit of God resides. It doesn't take much to move from experience into persuasion - fresh to stale. We must be sensitive to the call of eternity and our own duty to consistently come before Him, saying what ought to be said and reading and memorizing His Word because it ought to be read and memorized. This is the solid thread of a pursuit of God. We don't wait for a tidal wave of energy to do a thing.We don't wait to love the idea. We move like we walk through our houses - one step at a time. God honors obedience. Most who say they pray don't. And actually, most who say they believe many of the basic truths don't believe them at all, otherwise, their time would be spent differently Please, Lord, let me be found faithful. I know I need you, and I know much of what you have said, but the flesh is so weak. I submit to whatever it takes to long for you more than all the things that drip with the gravity of distraction. |
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