I shared some reflections a few weeks ago. Although I've been a Bible learner and disciple of Christ for many years, I do not yet have this walk figured out. It's filled with missteps and mistakes, and even when I re-read some of my prior posts, I can see how I could have represented the truth more fully and adequately. It is humbling to know that God still brings truth even in our tiny bit of understanding.
Today, we start a Bible study I've refused to write for months. It is a chapter out of my dark soul and a testament to the bright communion God showed me over a long, swarthy night. I know I need to sit still and get some of the messy, messy work God has graciously done down on paper. I dread it and welcome it all in one.
No one is exempt from wrestling in this life, beloved. No one. We all wrestle. You wrestle. I wrestle. With anti-Eden thoughts. With ambitions and passions that aren't in obedience to Christ. With the lust of the eyes, the lust of the flesh, and the pride of life (1 John 2:16). I can be raw and open about this because I know you’re struggling, too.
