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.
Amen.
I saw this in my inbox a couple of days ago and thought I’d save it to read until I had a quiet moment. I was expecting something kind of Rich Mullins-ish! Are you ok? I do think we have to get this stuff out and wrestle with it. I love the honesty of your blogs. Thank you.
Hi Anne. Yes, I’m good. This post is a comment on how we claim that we believe that God can do anything, but when it comes to our day-to-day needs we tend to make Him a lot smaller. It doesn’t reflect my current mindset!