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What’s to Believe?

Recently, a favorite motif for home décor is one word:  “BELIEVE”


It sounds so noble, but does it mean anything?  “Believe” is a transitive verb, requiring an object.  In other words, one has to believe something.  That might be the truth or a lie, a fact or fancy, a dream or reality.  What we believe makes all the difference. 

Some may believe in themselves, in fate, in the goodness of mankind (!), etc.  As for me, my belief / trust is in the absolutely reliable God–the powerful, wise, and loving Creator of the universe and of me.  Is the object of your trust truly trustworthy?

My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness.
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly trust in Jesus’ Name.

     On Christ the solid Rock I stand,
     All other ground is sinking sand;
     All other ground is sinking sand.

When darkness seems to hide His face,
I rest on His unchanging grace.
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the veil.

His oath, His covenant, His blood,
Support me in the whelming flood.
When all around my soul gives way,
He then is all my Hope and Stay.

When He shall come with trumpet sound,
Oh may I then in Him be found.
Dressed in His righteousness alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne.


And God Just Laughs

I suspect God has a good bit of humor tucked between the verses of the Bible that you and I never see.  But some of them are more obvious, several of which are in the gospel of John.  One is the interrogation of the formerly blind man by the Pharisees.  The man calmly answers their questions and tells his story—for a while.  Then it turns interesting as they begin to lose their cool and the man starts needling them with the plain and simple truth which they refuse to accept.  (If you want to read this story again, you’ll find it in John chapter 9.) 

Another bit of humor is in John 7:41-42 where the crowds are trying to figure out whether Jesus is the Messiah or not.  One side very logically argues that since Jesus was from Galilee, and since the Messiah was to be born in Bethlehem, Jesus simply couldn’t be the Messiah!  And Jesus didn’t bother to correct them. 

How many times do we also fail in our understanding—either because we don’t know all the facts or because we don’t want to believe?  I love it that God calls us to believe, not to understand everything.  That will come later.  I am looking forward to an eternity of learning amazing things!  And I trust there will be no papers or tests—ugh!

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