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.
As the Israelites lay brick after brick, rebuilding the wall, we learn from them. Not how to build physically, per se, but how to persevere spiritually. What is physical in the Old Testament has spiritual meaning in the New Testament. There are always Truths to uncover as we work out our salvation with fear and trembling (not work for our salvation; Philippians 2)
