“If Your instruction had not been my delight, I would have died in my affliction.” Psalm 119:92 is my story in a nutshell and why I will seek the hidden treasures of Christ’s wisdom & knowledge in the pages of Scripture all my days and do all I can to drag people into it with me.
I didn’t start studying the Scriptures in an effort to have my troubled mind renewed. I started studying Scripture because I took a Bible doctrine class from a man who loved God’s words more than anyone I’d ever encountered & I caught the fever from him & still haven’t recovered.
Studied day in, day out. Everything I could get my hands on. Drove my teacher crazy. He’d send me home with stacks of materials. Say he didn’t want to see me again till I’d gone through all of them. I’d show back up the next week for more. He was ultra conservative. I’m sure it
frustrated the heck out of him that it was a woman in his class that caught the fever. I laugh as I think back on it because I always credited him & now I realize he probably would have preferred that I not. LOL. He is with the Lord now. Oh mercy, I loved him. And so did Keith.
Not that Keith ever took a class but, when this man started mentoring me one on one, he wouldn’t meet with me without Keith present. So Keith would sit right there at the table & flip through a fishing magazine. They ended up such good friends. Oh man, I wouldn’t trade any of it.
Anyway, I’ll make haste to conclude. I will say again what I have said before and will likely say till I die:
The Son of God saved my soul.
The Word of God saved my mind.
I’m going to tell y’all something. We will not make it on an hour a week in the Scriptures. We WON’T.
We wonder why we are losing our minds and it is because we are too cool for school. We spend a bare minimum of time - if any at all - studying the Scriptures and we get the rest of our indoctrination and theology from social media. And it shows. Because we’re nuts.
I believe something different could happen. I believe, having seen the depth of deception & seduction that has engulfed us, we could be shaken enough to demand our minds back. Shaken enough to seek wisdom from God himself & to set our minds on Christ & seek the hidden treasures.
It’s time to get back to Bible study. The kind of Bible study that has you in Scripture 5-10 hours a week. The kind of Bible study that gets you in deep enough to discover the kind of gold that makes you to want to study for the rest of your days.
The kind that can save a mind.
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A fresh sadness has cast its cold shadow over me. It caught me by surprise but not because I’m unaccustomed to flickering light. I’m too old to be unaccustomed to such common things. I’m not afraid. Just surprised. Surprised because I thought it was morning.
2020 was such a dark year. Like you, no doubt, the global darkness of the pandemic fell like a lead blanket over a personal season that would also throw a wool shawl over my man & me. Our 2 kids did just what they we’re supposed to do. They grew up. To our great fortune, we still
got to live a lot of family life. The halls of our house rang a constant ruckus. Grandchildren running, skating, cartwheeling, dancing, leaping, hiphopping, dog-ball-throwing, nerf gun launching. Adults eating, discussing, debating, arguing, discoursing and opining as Moores do.
I love hearing different methods & approaches fellow saints, particularly time-tested ones, use in their spiritual disciplines. Today my friend @dpcassidyC3 shared verses he says each morning as he pours his coffee & begins his time with God. Inspired to share how I often start.
Please know these are the furthest things from virtue signaling. These are ways older men & women of the faith have learned to cling to Jesus for dear life because, this many years in, we are woefully aware how prone we are to wander & how weak, frail, vulnerable & sinful we are.
1st thing I do when I awake is have a brief time of worship & confession of sin. Then I pour my coffee & grab my spiral notebook & Bible. Then these are Scripture petitions the Lord led me to put together to pray regularly before I begin my Bible reading so I’m fully open to Him:
Well, folks, the reason I haven’t been sharing many short clips from my morning readings lately is that, well, I’m in chapters 11-17 of Ezekiel. They involve complicated visions that don’t lend themselves to Twitter threads. But at the end of my reading today in Ezek 17,
God delivered a word to the prophet depicting a theme that may be uncomfortable but it’s not incomprehensible.
“I bring down the tall tree and make the low tree tall. I cause the green tree to wither and make the withered tree thrive. I, the Lord, have spoken and I will do it.”
God’s got this thing about pride. He does not let it go unchecked. When his people continue in arrogance after multiple warnings, he is going to bring them down. He will turn the tables. That which has been high will be brought low. This is why we are told by both James and Peter
Ezekiel 3 this morning. Opens with God’s command to the prophet, “Eat this scroll.” (Makes me think of the marvelous little book by Eugene Peterson entitled with this same phrase: “Eat This Book.”) The way the Spirit works & moves & is described in Ezekiel takes my breath away.
For example, in 3:11 God tells the prophet to go to the exiles & speak to them whether or not they listen. Very next words in 3:12: “The Spirit then lifted me up & I heard a loud rumbling sound behind me—bless the glory of the Lord in his place!” Might be fair to say, sometimes
God tells a prophet “Go” like He did Abram in Gen 12 and the prophet just goes. On his own 2 feet. Other times, maybe when God’s had enough & isn’t in the mood to wait for the dude to meander & pack, He just picks him up, feet dangling, & carries him where he wants him to go.
“So Moses finished the work.” (Exodus 40:33) I came to the end of my reading in Exodus this morning. To fully appreciate those 5 words, you really need to read the 39 preceding chapters. The whole thing had been such an ordeal, drama from the time God called out to Moses from
the burning bush to the moment he “inspected all the work they had accomplished” in the building of the tabernacle. For starters, Moses wasn’t looking to lead anything but sheep to pasture. He was hiding when God found him. Moses was no volunteer. And even after God called him,
he insisted God find someone else. But the force of the divine call is hard to resist. The people he served nearly drove him nuts. He was supposed to lead a group of worshippers and what he mostly got was whiners. He’d lost his temper over & over. Even thrown the stone tablets
Happy Sunday, y’all. I’m closing in on the last few chapters of Exodus in my morning Bible readings. Ch 37 today. 1st of all, I’d like to say that Bezalel doesn’t get enough press. As artists go, he’s the GOAT. We’re told in Exodus that God filled him with His Spirit not only to
create the designs for the tabernacle in exact accordance to the pattern Moses was given on the mountain but also to teach others. (35:30-35) I love that. The 1st thing we learn in the Bible about God is that He is creative. Rest assured, artist, He can fill you with his Spirit
to create works far exceeding your natural talent. But back to Exodus 37. “He made a mercy seat of pure gold, 45 inches long and 27 inches wide. He made 2 cherubim of gold; he made them of hammered work at the two ends of the mercy seat, one cherub at one end and one cherub at