30 Days of Faith: Day 11
From the time I first became a Christian (1973), my faith was largely in my head. I read and studied; I took college-level courses in Old Testament, New Testament, the Life of Christ and Bible Study Methods. I read church history, becoming familiar with names like F.F. Bruce and Sir Wiliam Ramsay and even wading through Alfred Edersheim’s “Life and Times of Jesus the Messiah.” I read J.I. Packer and C.S. Lewis. I read popular writers, too — Dobson, Swindoll, Stanley, Lucado and others. I learned how to use commentaries, Bible atlases and dictionaries, topical bibles and other resources. And I taught — adult classes, junior highs, children and toddlers.
Almost 30 years after becoming a Christian, I went on a short-term missions trip to Central Europe, and met God in a small church in Germany that had previously been a social hall for the local communist party. The details of the story are here: http://faithfictionfriends.blogspot.com/2011/12/coming-home-epiphany.html. The practical result of that experience in Germany was the head knowledge came face-to-face with the heart knowledge, and was found wanting.
For almost three decades I spoke it, explained it, encouraged it, argued it, defended it. and believed it. And then I experienced the reality of it. In the almost 10 years since that trip, I have been in a kind of wilderness, praying and writing, writing and thinking, praying and listening. Now the wilderness time is coming to an end. I don’t know exactly what that will mean, but I am content to embrace whatever it is that is coming. And something is clearly coming.
But I am struck speechless with God’s faithfulness.