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.
When I was young, my Grandma would come over every couple of months and help me clean my room, go through my clothes, and so forth. One time, we had it all nice and tidy. Which was good because I was ready to go outside and play. She then said, "Well, we just need to check under the bed, and then we'll be done." I quickly explained that the black trash bag under my bed was a science project and she should just leave it alone.
This week, we finish up God's sentence on sinful Israel. Don't be discouraged—His tender mercies and pronunciation of love are coming! His unfailing love for us is at the ready, but we cannot receive God's love when we're unwilling to turn from our sin. Let’s learn this week how we can tend to the soil of our heart and reap His blessing.
