I believe in God the Father, the creator of the world and everything in it.
I believe that He has guided His people over the years, with many miraculous signs.
I believe that He parted the Red Sea, provided manna from heaven and led Israel as pillars of smoke and fire.
I believe in Jesus Christ, the God with us.
I believe that through His life and death, God has worked salvation for all humanity.
I believe that Jesus rose from the dead, and so delivered the ultimate “Take that!” to the forces of evil.
I believe that death is defeated, and life is eternal.
I believe in the Holy Spirit, the God in us.
I believe these things, because they are easy to believe from a distance.
But I don’t believe that He is that committed to using me to bring His kingdom on earth.
I don’t believe that He has much interest in my day-to-day life,
or that He even has much to say,
and if He did, He certainly wouldn’t do it through that person.
I don’t believe that God will part my Red Sea, nor do I expect Him to provide manna, or to lead me.
I don’t believe, in the grand scheme of things, that it matters much what I do.
And I don’t believe that He really means what He says.