We should all read the bible. Every day. If you call yourself a christian you must. You must go to work on the Word of God. It is God revealing himself through the Word of God. So you must read it every day.
Anyone disagree with that? The bible is precious. It is the word of god. He is within.
Matthew 7:21, 24-27 Jesus said to the people, ‘Not everyone who says to me, “Lord, Lord”, will enter the kingdom of heaven, but only one who does the will of my Father in heaven. Everyone then who hears these words of mine and acts on them will be like a wise man who built his house on rock. The rain fell, the floods came, and the winds blew and beat on that house, but it did not fall, because it had been founded on rock. And everyone who hears these words of mine and does not act on them will be like a foolish man who built his house on sand. The rain fell, and the floods came, and the winds blew and beat against that house, and it fell – and great was its fall!’
There you go. Proves it. Just do it and and you are saved. Believe and you will be saved. And they are beautiful words. And I went to work trying to understand. And boy oh boy was it work!
And then God went to work. Quietly. Gently. Shrewdly. Lovingly. I stopped working. And I read the bible again. Letting God work.
And it began to read like this.
Matthew (and God) 7:21, 24-27
Jesus said to the people, ‘Not everyone who says to me, “Lord, Lord”, will enter the kingdom of heaven, but only one who does the will of my Father in heaven.
Everyone then who hears these words of mine and finds relationship with me will be someone who has only faith and love. When opinions dressed as belief are presented as evidence, when dogma and theories are shouted with passion, when hatred and pride are dressed as religion, that faith and love remain strong because it was founded on God who is Love. And quiet is its steadfastness, and gentle is its face, and inclusive is its reach.
And everyone who hears my words of mine and finds only rules and practices will be someone who has dogma and belief. When different opinions dressed as belief are presented as evidence, when beliefs and theories are shouted with passion, when hatred and pride are dressed as love, that dogma and belief will change and change again because it is founded only on man. And it will fall. And great is its disillusionment, and loud is its lamentations – and divisive is its reach!’
I sought knowledge and understanding. I chased evidence and belief. I craved control. It hurt. It confused. Grains of sand blowing across my face. Shape shifting beliefs. I read the bible and I knew the word of God. The words. Just the words.
And then God went to work. Invited me to get naked with him.
To shed more and more man-made beliefs. To recognise these grains of sand. Here today, gone tomorrow. But scouring as they go. Causing me to shield my eyes. Hiding from what is beyond.
I read that in the bible. And then I stopped working. Then I stopped believing.
I no longer want beliefs. These man-made opinions of hard-steel. This shape-shifting-shell. It keeps me from God. Keeps him from working. Keeps me from being naked. Naked without perfection. Without defence. Without pretence. Open to all the possibilities love brings. Open to all the gifts love brings. Open to God.
The more he works the more I shed. The more I shed the more I love. The less I work the more I love. The more I find all there is is … I Am. I am … is all I need. Is love. Is God.
I read that in the bible. After God went to work.