It is POURING rain as I write this.
The water is falling in waves.
Like a giant bucket is filling up, being dumped onto my house, then the cycle repeats.
I haven't blogged in quite a while.
I needed a break.
But I'm back.
Just a moment ago I was looking out of a window in front of my house and watching the water drench the street and then join the river already flowing on the asphalt.
For reasons I can't explain... I felt God was there.
So without thinking much about it I stepped outside.
The air was fresh and cold.
As I walked into the rain an overwhelming thought entered my mind.
"Do I truly believe that the gospel can change the world?"
Sadly, I could not come to an answer.
I could have cognitively answered passionately in the affirmative.
"Of course I believe the gospel can change the world. Why else would I be in seminary? Why else would I give up all my other options to pursue a vocation with litte pay and massive amounts of stress? Of course I believe the gospel can change the world!"
But it was just me and God. I didn't need to convince anyone. I stood frozen with with water splashing off of my body. Another thought snuck in.
"Does my life reflect a sincere belief that the gospel can change the world?"
I'm not sure that I have an answer for that question yet.
Do you?
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