I believe in God. I believe, put the weight of my being and understanding behind this. I hold to more than knowledge. I let this intention of belief transform and propel me to action. I believe. I lean forward and push into because of this. It can be so easy to say sometimes. We believe in God.
But belief isn’t one of those words that you can just leave dangling with no further action or clarification. Otherwise, it just dwindles away into meaninglessness. It’s like saying “I believe in work.” Or, “I believe in consistency.” Trite, banal phrases without history, action, and intention to back them up and give them substance.
Belief transforms. Belief moves. Belief drives change and action. Belief moors and grounds in the face of opposition. I believe in God. But I can’t just stop there. The God, in whom we put our faith and trust, purposes all of Scripture to reveal himself to us.
God the Father Almighty, Creator of heaven and earth. God, triune and distinct. God transcendent and God immanent.
“…Our Father in heaven, hallowed is your name.” (Matt 6:9)
God, who is the ultimate and only God, is still near. Immanent. Imminent. Father. Daddy, mine, personal, intimate. In heaven. Both a reminder and a plea that his is and should remain separate than us, other, over us, in charge, seeing the bigger picture, working beyond our comprehension.
“Your kingdom come, your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.” (Matt 6:10)
This unexplainable Creator and Sustainer of the universe desires good for me. He put as much intention into crafting my every cell and body part and personality in the womb as he did flinging the galaxies, the ocean depths, and mountaintop glories into place. I’ve known Him in both places.
I’ve felt the vast awe of the magnificence of creation tingling through my bones as I breathed in the crisp mountain air, crunched through the hard snow, blinked at the blinding warmth of the burning sun, and spun slowing to capture the rugged, wild vistas in my mind’s eye. I’ve shrank into my own smallness and mortality as I’ve scraped the ocean floor under a mighty wave, thrashed in the white water rapids while my lungs scream for air and I burn for the distant surface, and stood drinking in the strange and wonderful sights of unfamiliar, new destinations.
“Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our debts, as we also have forgiven our debtors.” (Matt 6:11-12)
But I’ve also experienced the love and attention of an immanent God the times my phone buzzed with unsolicited words of encouragement and prayers from friends and loved ones when I had no strength to even dry my tears or get out of bed. Looking back on dry, painful wandering times in my life journey I see the hand of God wrecking the monuments I had made to created things only to reveal himself and his glory and purpose.
“And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.” (Matt 6:13)
When I intentionally take the time to look at and focus on Him instead of all of these temporal shadows and distractions they all fade to silence and nothing in light of his brilliance. He alone is worthy of my everything. These daily moments, small and grand, magnificent and mundane, stir my affections for him. It is because of who he is that I say I believe. I believe in God the Father Almighty, Creator of heaven and earth
In response to the We Believe message series at Grace Church. Check it out at: http://discovergrace.com/we-believe-current-message-series-and-service-times/