When the LORD brought back the captives to Zion,we were like men who dreamed.Our mouths were filled with laughter,our tongues with songs of joy.Sing to the LORD a new song....
Who am I that I think my daily brush with the word of God is worthy of publishing to the world? No one, a sinner, a follower, a husband and father. Most days I'm just stating the obvious because I'm not deep or trying to be subtle. But I don't think the truth is deep or subtle really. It shows itself to the seeker. Or God does. He says He does. And He says there are those He hides it from.
I believe the scriptures speak now. Not from the past but they speak today. This isn't a story about then. It's a story about now.
But there are many, many days, I open the Bible and I'm just reading. There is no gem of truth, no matter how obvious, or insight or clever commentary. And I want my children to know (because they are my true audience here) about those days just as much as the days where I soar in scripture. Because there are days where you just read and wait on the LORD.
Lord knows.
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