Romans 10:17; Faith comes by hearing
Once there was a man who dared God to speak.
Burn the bush like you did for Moses, God. And I will follow.
Collapse the walls like you did for Joshua, God. And I will fight.
Still the waves like you did on Galilee, God. And I will listen.
And so the man sat by a bush, near a wall, close to a sea and waited for God to speak.
And God heard the man, so God answered.
He sent fire, not for a bush, but for a church.
He brought down a wall, not of brick, but of sin.
He stilled a storm, not of the sea, but of a soul.
And God waited for the man to respond.
And He waited. . .
And He waited. . .
And waited.
But because the man was looking at bushes, not hearts; bricks and not lives, seas and not souls, he decided that God had done nothing. Finally he looked to God and asked, "Have you lost your power?"
And God looked at him and said, "Have you lost your hearing?"
Truly you are a God who hides himself,” (Isaiah 45:15). The One who absconds, Deus absconditus.
Perhaps, God also feels pleasure in being found? After all, no one wants to be left alone, undiscovered. Meister Eckhart puts it this way, “God is like a person who clears his throat while hiding and so gives himself away,” It struck me how much restraint it takes for an almighty God to be watching in at His beloved creation from the darkness of the stairwell, peering in through glass-panels at a world going by, a world that has seemingly forgotten about Him
If God simply wanted to make His presence known, He would not hide. But in respecting the freedom in which He granted His creation, He has to watch from the sidelines, literally dying to be noticed, for the direct presence of God would inevitably overwhelm our freedom, with sight.
When my strength was all gone, when my heart had no song, he still loves and he's proved faithful to me.
Every word he's promised is true;
What I thought was impossible, I see my God do, in his timing. He knows best.
When I can’t see your hand, I trust in your heart.
He's been faithful to me. Looking back, I see love and mercy.Though in my heart i have questioned, even failed to believe, yet he's been faithful to me.
When my heart looked away, the many times i could not pray, still my god he was faithful to me. The days i spent so selfishly, reaching out for what pleased me; even then god was faithful to me. Everytime i come back to him, he is waiting with open arms and i see once again.
That childlike faith I used to have. That desire to know you more. May that fire never cease.
Burn the bush like you did for Moses, God. And I will follow.
Collapse the walls like you did for Joshua, God. And I will fight.
Still the waves like you did on Galilee, God. And I will listen.
And so the man sat by a bush, near a wall, close to a sea and waited for God to speak.
And God heard the man, so God answered.
He sent fire, not for a bush, but for a church.
He brought down a wall, not of brick, but of sin.
He stilled a storm, not of the sea, but of a soul.
And God waited for the man to respond.
And He waited. . .
And He waited. . .
And waited.
But because the man was looking at bushes, not hearts; bricks and not lives, seas and not souls, he decided that God had done nothing. Finally he looked to God and asked, "Have you lost your power?"
And God looked at him and said, "Have you lost your hearing?"
Truly you are a God who hides himself,” (Isaiah 45:15). The One who absconds, Deus absconditus.
Perhaps, God also feels pleasure in being found? After all, no one wants to be left alone, undiscovered. Meister Eckhart puts it this way, “God is like a person who clears his throat while hiding and so gives himself away,” It struck me how much restraint it takes for an almighty God to be watching in at His beloved creation from the darkness of the stairwell, peering in through glass-panels at a world going by, a world that has seemingly forgotten about Him
If God simply wanted to make His presence known, He would not hide. But in respecting the freedom in which He granted His creation, He has to watch from the sidelines, literally dying to be noticed, for the direct presence of God would inevitably overwhelm our freedom, with sight.
When my strength was all gone, when my heart had no song, he still loves and he's proved faithful to me.
Every word he's promised is true;
What I thought was impossible, I see my God do, in his timing. He knows best.
When I can’t see your hand, I trust in your heart.
He's been faithful to me. Looking back, I see love and mercy.Though in my heart i have questioned, even failed to believe, yet he's been faithful to me.
When my heart looked away, the many times i could not pray, still my god he was faithful to me. The days i spent so selfishly, reaching out for what pleased me; even then god was faithful to me. Everytime i come back to him, he is waiting with open arms and i see once again.
That childlike faith I used to have. That desire to know you more. May that fire never cease.
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