August 20 – Your Word

“So you can see that it’s not the same thing as reading the latest issue of your favorite magazine or a Shakespearean sonnet. There’s something different here — something that the creator of the universe wants to tell you and wants you to understand about him and yourself. By jumping into the Bible, you open your eyes to God’s world and see how he includes you in his story.”
-Eugene Peterson, The Message Remix

As I scroll daily through several social media accounts I at times feel bombarded with opinions, information, facts and headlines. I’ve caught myself many times needing a news break. The headlines these days are consistent and readily at our fingertips. It is quite easy to express a view on each and any article that comes out. Where media, previous to our age, was a one-way outlet, it now has become a two-way street; a dialogue. Instead of what everyone else is doing, or the state of our world, I’m reminded there are ancient words that have been penned that give us hope, revelation, strength, clarity and much more.

  “Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path.”
– Psalm 119:105

Before the beginning of the world God’s word was there. The words became among us and through us. Our life stories unfold through the knowledge of the Bible. God’s word is overall, a text supreme, where we find our purpose and fullness. A much-needed pause in our day, these words will never change or go out of style.

“Before the Earth knew its foundations
You spoke the dust, into creation
Until the end, when all has withered
Then still your Word, will endure forever”

-Hillsong Worship, Your Word

Perhaps you also could use a break from the usual scrolling, and like myself appreciate the simple reminder of the freshness of simple Biblical reading.

Eugene Peterson summarizes this well when he states:
“As we read, and the longer we read, we, begin to ‘get it’ — we are in conversation with God. We find ourselves listening and answering in matters that most concern us: who we are, where we came from, where we are going, what makes us tick, the texture of the world and the communities we live in, and — most of all — the incredible love of God among us, doing for us what we cannot do for ourselves. “Through reading the Bible, we see that there is far more to the world, more to us, more to what we see and more to what we don’t see — more to everything! — than we had ever dreamed, and that this ‘more’ has to do with God. This is new for many of us, a different sort of book
— a book that reads us even as we read it.”

Trading our usual media this week for Bible time may open more doors than we can imagine.

Further Reading:

“Blessed are you who give yourselves over to GOD, turn your backs on the world’s “sure thing,” ignore what the world worships; The world’s a huge stockpile of GOD-wonders and God-thoughts. Nothing and no one comes close to you! I start talking about you, telling what I know, and quickly run out of words. Neither numbers nor words account for you.”
-Psalm 40:4-5 MSG

One Reply to “August 20 – Your Word”

  1. Brittany
    In the reading of your message I was reminded of a poem that I taped to the inside of my locker during my working life. I read it (most often only the first stanza) at the start of each working day. For the most part it kept me centred on what was really important and meaningful and not just the bottom line “NUMBERS”
    The more I focused solely on the earthly accounting of my life the more I stressed and struggled and let my “soul slumber”.
    I wish I could say that I was diligent in every challenge to remain focused on what was really at stake in difficult times. Like every normal person I failed often.
    Your words today, reminded me of the first stanza, of the poem I read most every day at work.
    If you have time take a read and see if you agree.
    Thank you for reminding me of it.

    A Psalm of Life
    BY HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

    Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
    Life is but an empty dream!
    For the soul is dead that slumbers,
    And things are not what they seem.

    Life is real! Life is earnest!
    And the grave is not its goal;
    Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
    Was not spoken of the soul.

    Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
    Is our destined end or way;
    But to act, that each to-morrow
    Find us farther than to-day.

    Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
    And our hearts, though stout and brave,
    Still, like muffled drums, are beating
    Funeral marches to the grave.

    In the world’s broad field of battle,
    In the bivouac of Life,
    Be not like dumb, driven cattle!
    Be a hero in the strife!

    Trust no Future, howe’er pleasant!
    Let the dead Past bury its dead!
    Act,— act in the living Present!
    Heart within, and God o’erhead!

    Lives of great men all remind us
    We can make our lives sublime,
    And, departing, leave behind us
    Footprints on the sands of time;

    Footprints, that perhaps another,
    Sailing o’er life’s solemn main,
    A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
    Seeing, shall take heart again.

    Let us, then, be up and doing,
    With a heart for any fate;
    Still achieving, still pursuing,
    Learn to labor and to wait.

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