“All Scripture is breathed out by God and profitable for teaching, for reproof, for correction, and for training in righteousness, that the man of God may be complete, equipped for every good work.”
(2 Timothy 3:16-17)
I was pondering this verse today. I have heard it before but I had never really studied it or given it thought. It was one of those verses that I passed by, going “Yep, that’s true.” And I never gave it a second glance. So today it was odd that I looked at this verse and studied it. I know this is a verse, now, that I will not forget. I will know right where it is. Today, as I sat out in the sun in my yard, with my Bible in hand, and a pad of paper, I had an Ah-ha moment. And it came in a way I didn’t expect it to.
I have spent so much of my life steeped in false religions. I was a practicing pagan. I fully embraced eastern religions and ideas. I had well over $2000 in books about Druidism, Wicca, Tarot Cards, Hinduism, Buddhist Philosophy, and witchcraft. I had spent many such days, out in the sun, worshipping the sun for its heat, praying to the wind that caressed my face, and sitting in the stew of the earth, the tree spirits, and the dirt beneath my feet. But today was different. And the reason it was different was because of 2 Timothy 3:16-17. In all those books, all those ideas, all those blended faiths, I only ever had the vaguest grip of truth. All those truths could be blended, edited, or mixed together like some cocktail. But those two verses really changed things for me today.
Today I felt capital T Truth. This Bible is His work, His creation. And as the first chapter in the book of Roman’s points out I had spent all that time worshiping created things rather than my Creator. In my old life I needed all those books. Now I only need this one book. The LORD said He created the sun so as I enjoyed it’s heat I did so in fellowship, being created myself, knowing that the Lord was there with me, enjoying the heat. His hand guided the wind across my shoulder. His mouth brought into being the tree to my side and the dirt beneath my toes. These are His gifts to me, to us. Those moments today aren’t there to be worshipped, they are there to be enjoyed. And they all glorify Him. And if all these things I used to worship glorify God …. Shouldn’t I, who was made above and apart from all of it (according to Genesis) glorify God as well? So why am I not?
I looked back at these verses again and read the list. The next thing that struck me is the words that are not there. The Bible isn’t for condemnation, criticism, accusation, or guilt. The Bible is a love letter, which I have heard before. But today it really sort of hit me that this a letter written by my Abba, Father …to me His eternal daughter. He is telling me all about Himself, and explaining why this creation ….this creation that I chose over Him before ….is all broken. Why the world doesn’t work the way He designed it for me. So I should pay attention. I should hold it and know it as I hope my child would if I never got to see them….and all they had of me was this love letter. And His wisdom, His counsel, is so much more perfect than mine could ever be. So why do I treat it differently? Why don’t I listen? And I felt convicted.
Then, immediately my mind burst open with the Holy Spirit. God wrote this book through human authors. Those human authors were not perfect. They were sinful men, just like me. They struggled through life, just like me. But they had moments in time where the Holy Spirit just filled them. Where the LORD used their talents, and gifts, to glorify Him. Just as the sun glorifies Him. Just as Jesus glorified Him. These men had moments where the Holy Spirit filled them. It didn’t happen all the time, and it won’t happen all the time with me. But God used those men who He knew would listen, and knew they could find the words to say exactly what God wanted them to say. He uses people who yield to His strength and His power and His mind. All to glorify Him. So why am I not doing that? Why am I just content to be impressed with how much He uses others? Why do I resist, or disbelieve? He told me in this letter, this letter written by Him, that He would use me for His good works. Sure, it won’t be the Bible, but it will still glorify Him. And that is enough, or it should be.