I've been wanting to create a blog like this where I can post all my thinking on more or less a day to day basis and not be confined to one topic in particular. I am tempted to think that many that I have known in the past erroneously think they are incredibly "astute" on me, yet no one can account for what happens when one is a new creature in Christ. The matter can become incredibly difficult for the "pharisees" of life to sit down and define in clear terms. I'll do everyone a favor and write on a regular basis.
One of my favorite passages in the Bible relating to that type of problem (when people in the world have trouble "interpreting" a work of God) is John 9:13-34. The Pharisees thoroughly interrogate the man born blind who was healed by Jesus, and they interrogate his parents as well. God did a work and a healingwith on/through me that is hard for people who do not believe in Christ to relate to. One would have to believe that Jesus Christ lives and that he still heals, and that he still brings to life that which is dead.
I was tempted to call this blog "Since You Are So Astute On Me...", however that has a sarcastic and negative overtone.
There is no one way that I will ever be able to communicate everything that I should communicate. However, I can communicate a great deal of what needs to be communicated. In the end I might feel like I said too much. Then I will regret not having said enough. This has been a pattern with me for a long time.
One of my favorite passages in the Bible relating to that type of problem (when people in the world have trouble "interpreting" a work of God) is John 9:13-34. The Pharisees thoroughly interrogate the man born blind who was healed by Jesus, and they interrogate his parents as well. God did a work and a healing
I was tempted to call this blog "Since You Are So Astute On Me...", however that has a sarcastic and negative overtone.
There is no one way that I will ever be able to communicate everything that I should communicate. However, I can communicate a great deal of what needs to be communicated. In the end I might feel like I said too much. Then I will regret not having said enough. This has been a pattern with me for a long time.
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