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Looking into the mirror of God's story

Pardon My Silence

Oh, hi there! Pardon me while I finish sweeping off the cobwebs that have inched over my blog in these last six months. Its been a soul-searching season.

You see, I had forgotten the why behind my writing for a spell, and grown discouraged by the relatively silent yet seemingly vocal public space to which I opened up my personal encounters with God’s Truth.

Until now.

Writing for Whom?

A dear friend invited me to be her plus-one to a church event featuring one of her favorite Christian artists and Bible teachers, Ruth Chou Simons, creator of Grace Laced.

As we parked in the last available space near the bottom of a steep hill, we ventured into the uncharted territory of an unfamiliar church property up to a room full of unfamiliar faces where we met with our most Familiar Father.

There, He whispered grace, love, forgiveness, and most importantly, truth into my soul. There, He gave me the gift of perspective: “We artists create for the audience of One,” she said. “We steward our gifts for Him, not for the popular responses we receive and the number of followers we gain.”

Yes. This is why I began Eden’s Mirror. To steward the gifts He endowed me with, if only for Him, my greatest and most significant Audience of One (well, one in three, but I still can’t quite wrap my mind around Him as the Trinity).

I write for you, yes, my readers. Don’t get me wrong. For even us introverted writers must have a relational direction for our work. And you are always in mind when I write. For I long for each person I encounter, whether on the evasive digital world, or in real time, to come closer to Jesus as a result of what I have to say. It is part of the gift I long to steward – to teach, to help others to see God more clearly, and as a result, to love Him and His ways more deeply.

But first and foremost, I needed that reminder to write for Him, not for the responses I receive from His people.

But there is even more to my writing than stewarding my gifts.

A Lost Art

In these last six months, I have asked the question: is blogging outdated? Does anyone, including myself, even read these anymore? In some sense, there is a growing trend toward the shorter Instagram and Twitter bites; for who has time for reading anything at length anymore? I must admit even I do more online perusing than reading with any measure of thought.

So is it worth it to blog? To take the time to pour out sentence after sentence, paragraph after paragraph, heart-bearing reflection upon reflection?

Perhaps not. But perhaps so. Perhaps we need the continual reminder to slow down, to chew on ideas and to thoughtfully reflect. We need to be confronted with the opportunity to allow the process of reading to relax us, like the 1950’s father coming home from work to read his newspaper with his feet up on his recliner. Reading anything beyond one paragraph requires time and attention, and if we writers give up on providing material for that experience, we will not only have failed to steward our gifts to the glory of God, but we will have failed you, our readers, in encouraging and hopefully inspiring you to step out of the instant-gratification world we live in, and allow yourself the time and space necessary for good reading.

This is also why I don’t just share my personal thoughts and experiences all the time. Because I believe you, readers, deserve better than just one person’s opinions. In fact, I think perhaps we have all tired in some way of the millions of opinions floating around in our digital world.

No, I want to write what is worthy of you taking the time out of your already overcrowded days to actually read and reflect. And from all accounts, the only subject deserving of that is God Himself.

Hold Me Accountable

Finally, this is why I invite you to hold me accountable to accurately representing God’s Truth.

I have struggled with my blogging because of the incredible lack of accountability that accompanies digital self-publishing. For little to no money, I can literally present my words in a format that carries a similar but false suggestion as a published book: a book has been edited and published only upon the approval of severe critics and the hard-won affirmation of a large body of credentialed editors and publishers who spend a life-time building up their careers to be in such a position of authority. But visually, how does the printed word online in a blog really appear any different? If half the time, we are reading actual published books online, how is it any different to read a blog? If its online, and accessible by Google, it must carry some weight of truth, right?

That is the dangerous myth of blogging: if I have some followers, and my blog looks professional enough, what I say must be true, right?

How often am I guilty of that same assumption when I am googling medical symptoms or researching a product I want to purchase? For a good majority of us, it is easier to assume that the printed word in the digital world is as good as any published book on the market.

For this reason alone, I almost abandoned my blog all together. I tremble at the thought of the sheer lack of accountability for my words. As a result, I intend to have an accountability partner for my writing.

But even with that in mind, I invite, no I beg you, for those of you who read my words, please don’t let me get away with misrepresenting God and His Word and His people. I don’t trust myself not to make those mistakes and I acknowledge that I will inevitably do so. I am not perfect nor are my words, though I pray they nevertheless draw you to Him who is so incredibly gracious to us in our weakness.

To Be or Not To Be

So why should you keep reading here at Eden’s Mirror, you may be asking. Good question, I’m glad you asked.

Read my blog in order to slow your life down for ten minutes every once in a while. Read it to be reminded how to be and not just do.

Read my blog in order to get to know me personally for those times I share about myself. (I see you, Mom!)

But, please, if nothing else, read my blog in order to get to know God more. Because I trust that despite my failings and misrepresentations, He will inevitably meet you here in this quiet space if you invite Him. He excels at showing up through broken vessels, the way the sun shines through the cracks of a battered old pot. I trust His light will come through these pages, and when it does, He will reflect His goodness in and through you too. To God be the glory.


The Virtue of Love At First Sight

“The prince walked deeper into the castle. In the hall, he found the pages and courtiers sleeping where they stood, and the king and queen asleep in the doorway. He went farther, until the silence of the palace grew so great that he could hear the pounding of his own heart and the blood rushing through his veins. At last, he came to the tower and climbed the long, dusty spiral staircase to the room where Sleeping Beauty lay. Then he saw her. She looked so beautiful that the prince could not take his eyes from her. He bent down and kissed her. At his touch, Sleeping Beauty opened her eyes and looked at him with great tenderness. Then he took her hand, and together they descended the stairs and went into the castle.”

gray bridge and trees

Such beautiful words pen a tale that hardly any of us feel is promoting a virtuous principle of love. Deep within us, our hearts cry “how dare he only love her because she is beautiful? He doesn’t even know her name!”

Love at first sight is not a virtue we encourage among our children anymore. And understandably. We don’t want to our little girls to think that their value is only in their physical beauty and we don’t want to teach our young boys that love ought to be driven solely by physical attraction. Not to mention, love at first sight doesn’t really happen in real life – so we don’t want to pass along that disappointed expectation to our children.

And yet these are classic stories that have been passed down through the ages of time. And while our post-modern society may encourage us to relinquish history as meaningless and outdated, we ought instead to pause before so quickly dismissing such timeless enduring tales.

So is there virtue in the idea of love at first sight? I would venture to say yes, a resounding yes. For I believe it reflects the greatest and truest love story of all time: the story of God’s love for mankind.

It is a story I am constantly wrapping my mind around and yet a story I so easily and quickly take for granted. God loves you, we say. Yet deep down, do we really believe it, believe it in such a way that it changes the course of our lives? I conjecture that those that feel His love that deeply would say it is not an easy love to grasp. In fact, even the Apostle Paul himself suggests that to grasp God’s love takes a miraculous work of the Spirit in a person’s heart. Listen to his prayer for the Ephesians found in Ephesians 3:14-19:

For this reason, I bow my knees before the Father, from whom every family in heaven and on earth is named, that according to the riches of His glory, He may grant you to be strengthened with power through His Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith – that you, being rooted and grounded in love, may have strength to comprehend with all the saints what is the breadth and length and height and depth, and to know the love of Christ that surpasses knowledge, that you may be filled with all the fullness of God.”

Twice, Paul says it takes a certain spiritual strength derived by the power of the Holy Spirit to comprehend the fullness of God’s love for us in Christ. Certainly, this is not an easy love to grasp.

Why is that? One reason, for me at least, is because my experience of love on earth is so counterintuitive to the kind of love God has for me. I experience human love primarily when I am loveable – when I am kind, kindness is most often returned to me; when I move towards others, more often then not, they easily return the care. But when I am in the throws of my sin, when I am ugliest of all, that is when I feel I am least loveable. It takes the greatest kind of virtue to love someone who is self-centered, or intemperate, and especially evil in nature and behavior. How much more than for us to believe that the perfect sinless Creator-God would feel any kind of affection for His creatures who have scorned Him to His face time and again with the very breath they breathe from their self-centered ungrateful hearts?

No. God’s love is not easy to believe in. In fact, apart from the Holy Spirit, I don’t think any of us can really feel it and experience it and know it.

That’s because God’s love is a love-at-first-sight kind of love. When He sees us in Christ, He sees reflected back to Him His beautiful image. It is a beauty, although tarred by sin, that remains. It is the beauty that He put in us the moment we were created. Like Sleeping Beauty, whose virtues were gifts from magical fairies, our merit comes not from ourselves, but rather lies in the gift of being made in God’s glorious image. We are loved at first sight by our Creator because He made us worthy of love.

This is why I read classic fairy-tales to my children. Stories like Sleeping Beauty, Cinderella, and Snow White give a framework to our children for God’s kind of love. It teaches our children that love can be given to someone simply because they exist not because they have to earn it first. This is the virtue of the stories of love at first sight.


Revelation at Advent

Our church has been reading through the New Testament together as a congregation this year. How fitting to end the year reading through the last book of the Bible, Revelation. It is as other-worldly as it gets, and yet full of vivid descriptions of God’s power, wrath, judgment, and mercy. It has changed my outlook on what it means to hope for the return of Christ. But before I get to that, I wanted to share with you the reflections of a friend as she has read through Revelation during this Advent season.

So, today, guest writer Kaelyn Timmins shares her consideration of Revelation’s picture of the return of Christ. Kaelyn is an LA-based poet & writer with a heart for racial reconciliation and God’s multi-ethnic Church. Follow her on Instagram: @kaelyncove.

Revelation at Advent
Who can stand?
before this Savior King
who once could only crawl
How much protection will the caves offer
when the last seal is opened
and the earth shatters
Why at the end?
when the beginning was
a breath and an offering
a star and a child
an invitation to shepherds
hollow hands and breakfast
on the hazy shore
a parting and a cloud
and a promise —
Why at the end do we still not believe?
Who can stand
when there are no longer walks in the garden
dreams and wonders
young women and faithful men
We are faced only with a bleeding Lamb
and the stains on our hands
from the sins of the father
we did not warn
O that we could lie lower to the ground
than prostrate
Will He see us as children
vulnerable as He
Will we have only stars wandering in darkness
to herald our arrival
Did we keep the love that was given in uncast stones
Did we show mercy with fear
Was this child born for us?


img_3816“Mommy, is it Christmas tomorrow?” The flicker of the tiny tree lights shimmered in my four year old’s eager eyes.

I laughed. “It isn’t even December yet, sweetie!”

But her question took me aback and I pondered before I answered. My four year old does not understand that we celebrate Christmas all month long and I found myself presented with a teaching opportunity I didn’t expect. I told her, “Well, Christmas is all about waiting.”

Now, you try to teach that to a four year old eager for presents! It is like teaching Algebra to a kindergartner. But in all seriousness, the conversation got me reflecting. Christmas is all about waiting. It really doesn’t make sense outside of the story behind the sparkly lights and wrapped presents. And don’t we all need that reminder again year after year as we wait too? That is why many in Christian circles call it “Advent”.

According to, Advent means “the arrival of a notable person, thing or event.” Indeed, then, Advent is the Arrival of the Messiah. So why is Advent celebrated by counting down the days until Christmas?

It is because the world had to wait a very long time for this grand arrival. And because we are still waiting for the 2nd Advent of Christ.

The First Announcement

Angels from the realms of glory

Wing your flight o’re all the earth

Ye who sang creation’s story

Now proclaim Messiah’s birth

So often we think of the Messiah as a fulfillment of prophecies, most famously Isaiah 7:14, “behold a virgin shall conceive and give birth to a son and shall be called Immanuel.” But did you know that Jesus was promised to us at the beginning of the story?

The traditional hymn sings, “Ye who sang creation’s story”. Creation is when it all began, way back in the garden. It was there that God gave the first announcement for the Messiah. But not when the world was pristine and new, for a sinless world needs no Savior.

No, it was three short chapters into the story, when Adam and Eve brought sin and all its consequences into our world by their one choice, a choice we continue to make every day we live this side of heaven.

Listen to Genesis 3:15: “..And the Lord God said to the serpent…’I will put enmity between you and the woman, and between your offspring and her offspring; he shall bruise your head and you shall bruise his heel.’”

The statement begs the question – who will bruise the head of the serpent? It is answered in the beginning of the prophecy – an offspring of Eve. Some day, an offspring of Eve will come and stomp the head of the serpent dead.

So right there in that garden we hear the end of the story announced: Satan will not have the last word. Some day a Man would come and put an end to him once and for all.

Satan’s Role

It is interesting that the first announcement of the Messiah was given not to Adam and Eve but to the one who incited it all – the serpent. It seems we need to stop and acknowledge the significance of this.

In our modern Christian world, Satan is either blamed for all forms of evil or ignored in silence. In the circles I run in, we mostly don’t know what to do with him, which is understandable. No one really likes to talk about the “bad guy” as my daughter would say.

But if God’s first announcement of the Messiah is directed to Satan, we should stop and consider why.

John Piper has a great summary of Scripture’s characterization of Satan, specifically as he is described in Revelation:

“In Revelation 12:9 he is called “the great dragon, that ancient serpent, who is called the devil and Satan, the deceiver of the world.”… Now what is the point of that image? He crouches at Bethlehem to devour the Son of God. And, failing that, “the dragon became furious . . . and went off to make war . . . on those who keep the commandments of God and hold to the testimony of Jesus” (Revelation 12:17). So this is the monster who sweeps down a third of the stars, wants to eat the Son of God, and, failing that, wants to eat us. And he is marauding through the world for those who bear the testimony of Jesus.”

So Satan is God’s enemy first and then, as the result, the enemy of all who love God. This is significant. We must first see Satan as the enemy of God if we are to understand why God directs this first announcement at him. This is, after all, God’s story, not ours. God is the main character and his main enemy is Satan. So when God’s enemy tempts Eve to sin against God and succeeds, God’s first line of attack is against him. He asserts simply put, “You will not get the final word in this story.” Satan’s power is immediately put into check under God’s greater authority.

What does this have to do with Christmas?

1 John 3:8 answers that: “The reason the Son of God appeared was to destroy the works of the devil.” Jesus had came into the world because Satan messed it up. When Satan introduced sin, he inbred into the world a permanent way of keeping God’s beloved creation, His very-good-image-bearers, from Him. It was, it seemed, a fatal blow. God cannot dwell with sin. What would He do now?

God’s response: send a Savior who in “becoming sin for us” (2 Corinthians 5:21), would crush the head of the instigator of the great separation between God and man. Jesus would deal the final strike on Satan’s one great weapon – sin. Through Jesus, sin would be forgiven. And through Jesus, sin would be destroyed.

So what does this have to do with Christmas and us?

First, do you acknowledge that Satan has an active role to play in our world? Who do you hold responsible for the global-scale evil that exists? Yes, to be sure, man’s choices have a role. We are all held responsible before God for our choices. But Satan has a part to play too. If we ignore that, we neglect a great enemy in our lives. Jesus taught His disciples to pray daily, for deliverance from the evil one. That Satan is also our enemy is clearly a central component of our relationship with God. He is a supernatural being, with power that can only be defeated by Christ Himself.

But secondly, do you acknowledge that Jesus came to destroy sin in your life?

I remember a bedtime prayer my four year old recently uttered: Thank you God that I didn’t sin today. What’s a mother to say to that? Yet so often it is how I live! I live in a way described in 1 John 1:7, “If we say we have no sin, we deceive ourselves and the truth is not in us.” If I’m honest, I act more like my four year old than I’d like to admit. Why is this the case?

Because the truth is, I sin almost in every breath and thought and it becomes overwhelming to look it all in the face. I remember a sermon I heard a while back with a potent description of how much sin one person committed in one five minute drive in the car, just in their thought-life. When I judge a person for the car they drive, or I look the other way when I drive past the homeless man, I sin. When I quietly think slanderous thoughts of another person, even I do not speak them, I sin. When I can’t walk into a room without thinking first about gratifying myself, I sin. I cannot think one single pure thought, no less keep my patience with my kids. Sin is not just losing my temper with my kids. It is every godless thought, deed, word, and attitude I exhibit. Sin is so pervasive in my life, I can’t face it all.

Ah, but the rich grace of God. I don’t have to. Jesus paid for each and every sin I commit every moment. I don’t have to carry that guilty conscience around with me anymore. I am freed; though I don’t deserve it, I am forgiven. I confess my sins, as He convicts me through His Spirit.  And in that, I live a forgiven life, not a sinless life.

That is the message of Christmas: Announced first in the garden to God’s great enemy, Jesus came to destroy the works of the devil – the sin that seeks to ravage our lives and our world.

But Jesus doesn’t destroy all sin right away, does He? We still sin every day, and sin still reeks havoc on our world.

That is why Christmas is all about waiting – waiting for the final consummation of this great gift from Jesus – a world without sin. That is why we celebrate Advent. That is what we are waiting for.

And so as we begin the slow count down to Christmas this year, let us count also the days until we see Jesus appear on the clouds and fulfill that promise made so long ago, with the final blow to the head of Satan and all the sin he brought into the world. Amen, even so. Come, Lord Jesus.


Give Me Life

If you’re just getting started with us here at Eden’s Mirror, we’ve been exploring the idea of finding life in God’s Word. This is part 3 in this Words of Life series. I encourage you to go back to part one and part two first before plunging in here. 

“I wouldn’t put to death what I believed was keeping me alive.” Jackie Hill Perry

Jackie Hill Perry isn’t your typical Bible teacher. Her bold, daring countenance conveys a commitment to work against the status quo. And her life story demonstrates just that.

She recently released a book describing her journey of coming to God, and it isn’t what you’d expect from a book entitled Gay Girl, Good God. With the culture wars surrounding homosexuality, one might have thought she’d be writing a treatise. But instead, it is a poetic testimony of God’s good grace in her life, in her journey of repentance. And true to form, this isn’t just about recovering from sexual brokenness. It is about learning repentance and fighting sin. She recounts how she wouldn’t put to death her old approach to finding life unless she truly believed that the old approach no longer “kept her alive”. It is a simple yet profound insight – what do you think is really keeping you alive in this moment?

Last time we talked, I challenged you to consider how much you believe God’s Word is intended to be a source of life for you. For just like Jackie, you won’t put to death what you believe is keeping you alive. But I don’t want you to take my word for it – I want you to become convinced by God Himself.

So we are going to take some time together exploring what He has to say about His Word. This post is going to be packed full of Scripture and I challenge you to be intentional to slow down, to really read what He says, and read it until it becomes His Words and not my own.

brown book page

A Cry For Help

We’ve probably all seen it in the movies – the stranded survivor’s desperate cry for help. And while we may not have physically experienced that kind of desperation in every-day circumstances in our civilized Western society, we certainly have uttered a similar prayer in the quiet of our own homes as our hearts whirl under the day-to-day griefs and pressures that threaten to undo us. Each of us knows, deep down, what its like to feel like our soul is coming apart, even if its not something we talk about every day.

It is no different than the human authors of Scripture. Listen to the Psalmist in these excerpts from Psalm 119:

My soul clings to the dust…

I call to you; save me…

My eyes long for your promise; I ask, ‘When will you comfort me?’

How long must I endure?

I am severely afflicted…

Plead my cause and redeem me;

Let my cry come before you; let my plea come before you; Let your hand be ready to help me.

These snippets from this glorious poem that we know is set apart to exalt God’s Word reveal a desperation we deep down are all too familiar with. And yet to whom do we turn in our most desperate moments? I know for me the answer is far too often something other than God and His Word. But that’s okay, because even this very Psalmist ends the entire Psalm with this prayer: I have gone astray like a lost sheep; seek your servant.

The author of this Psalm is clearly familiar with suffering, familiar with longing for relief and for life. His word for it is generally “affliction”, and the central message for us could be summed up in this verse: My soul clings to the dust; give me life according to your word.

Eleven times the Psalmist says, “give me life” (vs. 25, 37, 40, 50, 88, 93, 107, 149, 154, 156, 159). Eleven times the Psalmist cries out in desperation for life and expects it to come not according to his standards, but according to God’s Word. Eleven times the Psalmist acknowledges that life doesn’t come from inside himself, or in his friends, or in his circumstances, but in God, and in accordance with what God says. There is an expectation for this man, that if he wants to have life, he must have it in association with the Words of God.

A Comfort

But in what way does the Psalmist expect God’s Word to give him life?

In verse 50, the Psalmist says, “This is my comfort in my affliction, that your promise gives me life.” He says later, in verse 81, My soul longs for your salvation; I hope in your word. So God’s Word has promises that give the Psalmist comfort and hope.

This is the essence of the description of God’s Word in Psalm 19:7-8:

The law of the Lord is perfect, reviving the soul;

The testimony of the Lord is sure, making wise the simple;

The precepts of the Lord are right, rejoicing the heart;

The commandment of the Lord is pure, enlightening the eyes…

God’s Word gives hope, revives the soul, rejoices the heart, enlightens our perspective.

That is also why Paul says in Romans 12:2 that in order to not be conformed to this world, we must “renew our minds”. A change in perspective can give us strength to endure our circumstances.

What might this look like? I remember hearing a story as a child living in the White Mountains of New Hampshire of a hiker attempting to summit the tallest mountain in the region, Mt. Washington. It’s not a particularly high mountain – just topping over 6,000 feet (nothing compared to the 14,000 feet summits I conquered in Colorado as a college student!). Nevertheless, it is notorious for hosting some of the most unpredictable weather in the region. Rain, snow, or hail will daily surprise the hiker on a sunny day.

In this case, a woman had been attempting to reach the top in the midst of a dreadful storm. Deep fog hugged the summit, hiding it from view for miles around. The woman perished, just a few hundred feet from shelter at the top.

The tragedy is unspeakable. Had she only known how little distance she had to reach safety, would she have given up? Likely not. Perspective has the power to give life!

…But Now I Keep Your Word

But Psalm 119 shows us another way that God’s Word gives us life.

Listen to Psalm 119:67 and 71, “Before I was afflicted, I went astray, but now I keep your word…It is good for me that I was afflicted, that I might learn your statues.”

At the center of the Psalmist’s dependence on God’s Word is not just an understanding but a doing, a “keeping of God’s Words”. He says in verse 88, In your steadfast love, give me life, that I might keep the testimonies of your mouth.

It reminds me of the warning of James, in James 1:22-25: But be doers of the word, and not hearers only, deceiving yourselves. For if anyone is a hearer of the word and not a doer, he is like a man who looks intently at his natural face in a mirror. For he looks at himself and goes away and at once forgets what he was like. But the one who looks into the perfect law, the law of liberty, and perseveres, being no hearer who forgets but a doer who acts, he will be blessed in his doing.

Now I’m going to be honest, when I hear this verse, its easy for me to land on the “doing part” and think, I just need to memorize all the commandments of Scripture and do them. While there is some truth to that, Scripture is not just a long list of commandments. God’s imperatives always come out of indicatives.

Diligently Listen

In Exodus 15:26, the Lord gives a rule to His people Israel, after they failed their first test of faith in the wilderness, when the water they drank was bitter: “If you will diligently listen to the voice of the LORD your God, do that which is right in his eyes, and give ear to his commandments, and keep all his statues, I will put none of the diseases on you that I put on the Egyptians, for I am the LORD your healer.” If I could summarize this rule, it would be that God wants His people to listen, and then do. If we were to follow this story through to the end, we would see that God’s expectation is that it is in the hearing of His word, that His people should be empowered to do it.

But this isn’t just a “hearing” with their ears. For if you are at all familiar with Israel’s story in the Old Testament, then you know that more times than not, they are condemned as having “heard but not understood” (see Isaiah 6:9).

No, truly listening to God’s Word has to do with believing that what He says is true. That is why in Hebrews 4:2, the author explains that God’s people, Israel, heard the good news too, but it “did not benefit them, because they were not united by faith with those who listened.”

Just like Jackie Hill Perry, we will not put a sin to death if we do not believe that sin actually kills us. But how will we believe this if we do not hear it first? “How are they to believe in him of whom they have never heard?” (Romans 10:14).

Your Word is a Light

That is why the Psalmist says, in Psalm 119: 9, “How can a young man keep his way pure? By guarding it according to your Word.” And later in verse 11, “I have stored up your word in my heart, that I might not sin against you.

It is why he floods Psalm 119 with the request that God “teach me your statutes…teach me, O Lord, the way of your statutes…graciously teach me your law….teach me good judgment and knowledge, for I believe in your commandments….teach me your statues.” It is why he says, “It is good for me that I was afflicted, that I might learn your statutes.”

He learns God’s Ways through God’s Words, and he finds life when he does God’s Word but he cannot obey God’s Words without hearing God’s Word and being first convinced that there is another way to live life.

Easier Said Than Done

Yes, yes it is easier said than done. That’s why this isn’t all I have to say on the subject. Sometimes we need help figuring out how to actually put something into practice. And I intend to do just that in the posts to follow.

But before we can do that, we must ask ourselves once more: Am I convinced yet that God wants me to find life by His Words? That His Words intend to give comfort, to revive, to enlighten me, strengthen me, empower me, fulfill and satisfy me?

Much ink has been spilled on this subject, and to be sure, I’ve only begun to scratch the surface here. But if God hasn’t started to convince you yet through what I’ve shared here, I encourage you to explore the following passages for yourself, and then come back and check in here when next time we explore how to find life in God’s Word.

Just A Few Passages For Further Exploration on God’s Word:

Job 23:12

Psalm 18:30

Psalm 33:4

Psalm 130:5

Isaiah 40:8

Isaiah 55:11

Jeremiah 15:16

Matthew 4:4

Matthew 7:24

Matthew 13:1-23

Matthew 24:35

Luke 11:28

John 8:31-32

Philippians 2:14-16

2 Timothy 3:16-17

1 Peter 2:2

Hebrews 4:12

James 1:21

A Few Great Articles on God’s Word As Life:

1) Psalm 119: The Life-Giving Power of the Word.

2) The Infinite Worth of the Word of God:

3) You Have The Words of Life:

4) If You Love God, Listen to Him:

5) The Word of God: How Does It Work in My Life:

A Couple Books on the Subject:

Women of the Word, by Jen Wilkin

Words of Life, by Timothy Ward



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