Yesterday, I commented on how many miraculous aspects of our faith can become simple facts accepted in faith. This song really brought the truth of this fact to light. This morning, as I listened to this song several times in a row, I found myself in tears. I found the words, the truth, penetrating my heart, melting it.
This helped me see more clearly that there is power in the words of the Gospel. The Truth is life altering. However, when the words become reduced to factual statements accepted in faith, they lose the power to continue altering our lives.
When we talk about Truth, we are talking about a God who loved us enough to take on the form of his creation, to enter into the world he created. He walked among us. He healed the blind and lame. He called people to conversion, to live in his Kingdom, which isn’t just some place outside of time. It is here and now. After doing what was expected of the Messiah (healing and the like), he did the unexpected, and died a brutal death on the cross. In the time of Jesus, this was the most shameful way to die, and to many of us, it is just something that happened. Back in the day, it was a scandal and a hurdle for many who were challenged to accept Jesus as their Savior. Today, it’s just the way things are. Back in the day, people had to wrestle with the truth, and we take it all on faith.
Don’t give me wrong, I’m not saying we should cast aside statements of faith. What I’m saying is that we need to give them back their power to change our lives. We need to find ways to allow them to break through our protective layers; to penetrate our sinful nature. We need to feel the earth move beneath our feet, figuratively speaking, so that we can be people on fire for God. It is time to stop playing it safe. We need to stop sitting on the sideline. Jesus came to move mountains, and our hearts, cold as the stones in any mountain, must melt at the words of the Gospel, and maybe the best way to accomplish this, is to return to the time when we wrestle with Truth. Again, I’m not suggesting that doubt is the answer. I am suggesting that by asking questions, like Mary did you know,…, that by pondering these things in our hearts, we can once again find power in the words of God.
Spend some time with the Holy Spirit exploring your own heart. Do the words of the gospel move you? Do they cause you to want to be a better person? No, the question is, do they make you want to become one with God? Do they drive you towards a willingness to endure any hardship necessary to be re-formed in the image of God? Do you they set your heart on fire, and motivate you to desire setting the hearts of others on fire? Spent some time reflecting on your life. What events have caused you to fall to your knees, whether literally or figuratively? What was it about those events that had this desired effect? How can you use this knowledge to springboard you beyond plain words towards a life altering encounter with God?