So my brother Adam challenged me to write blog posts in response to what he has been writing about. He posited this challenge months ago, has written a few posts and I in turn have done jack. I will provide a link to Adam's post so you can see what I am referencing. http://sinnersheart.blogspot.com/2014/04/we-meet-again-unfortunately-this-is-end.html
So one of the topics of that post is truth. The challenge is that I have to write either a direct response or something else on the theme, so I will be sharing some thoughts on truth that I have been wrestling with lately. Time to get this show on the road.
After much thought about the way I live my life, I have come to this conclusion: Truth not lived is truth not believed. If I believe something to be true yet my actions are in opposition to that thing, then I don't really believe it. I'm not talking about little things; this is not swearing when you stub your toe, even though you don't like profanity. Everyone has little moments where they are not their best, but these negative things don't always rule them. What I am talking about is more of a lifestyle of hypocrisy.
Confession time: I have a lot of fears. Not enclosed space fears or using public restroom fears, but the kind of big life fears that keep one up at night. Am I going to be single for the rest of this life? Where do I belong? Will I be able to be happy for other people again, even though they have something I want and don't have? Am I ever going to feel like a real adult?
Now part of me knows that having these kind of doubts isn't out of the ordinary; I am not the first to person to ever feel insecure. But when these fears are less of an occasional moment of doubt and more like a daily reality, that is where we have trouble.
This is trouble because this nagging fear is an affront to Jesus, who tells us that he is constant and can meet all our needs. When I spend countless hours worrying if I will die alone, I ignore Jesus' promise that he will never leave me or forsake me. When I don't try to do something because I am afraid that I will fail at it, then I am telling Jesus I don't believe he will be there to strengthen me or to pick me up if I do fall.
If I say that I believe that Jesus Christ is sovereign over all things but never actually step out as an act of trust, then I am a liar. Belief that does not result in action is not belief. I have let difficult circumstances effect how I live for far too long. It is time to start living like I mean it. Seacrest out.
