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.
This week we talk about our lineage and identity in Christ. This world and culture constantly tries to get us to identify with Instagram feeds, media-charged opinions, political beliefs, patriotism, religionism, and other “isms.” But, as we quiet our hearts and tune into the Spirit, He prompts and says, “Whose are you? To whom do you belong? I know. Come, follow me.”
