Journal While It’s Fresh

Thus says the LORD, the God of Israel, ‘Write all the words which I have spoken to you in a book. Jeremiah 30:2

Where would we be today if people hadn’t taken the time to write out the Scriptures? Where would we be today if our favorite Christian authors hadn’t taken the time to meditate, study, and then capture their findings on paper?

And what would I have missed if I hadn’t journaled over these many years? While I haven’t been perfectly disciplined, I do have journal books that are stored by date. Each entry reminds me of what I struggled with at the time and the way God spoke to me about it through scripture and prayer. I expressed that day’s experience on paper and by reviewing it down the road, I was able to enter into the strength and beauty all over again. God’s voice was heard again in my spirit and it benefitted me yet again.

I should journal before I forget it. As I write down my meditation experience, I may have questions as well. I should make note of them and commit them to prayer. Meditations are rarely just for one day. The mystery of God and His ways are unwrapped over time.

How can I review if I don’t capture the memory? Help me make the most of your personalized instruction. Amen

How God Feels About His Own Word

How sweet are your words to my taste, sweeter than honey to my mouth! Psalm 119:103

Years ago, someone I considered a mentor made a comment to me about what faith is like. Her description consisted only of four words and they have lived with me for over thirty years. Words, especially wisdom from God, have a life of their own and live forever.

How does God feel about His own Word? Can you even imagine? When I feel numb and casual about a scripture, God is anything but that. How is the gap bridged between how I may feel about it and how He feels? How does ‘casual’ meet ‘passionate’? How can ‘casual’ become ‘passionate’? There is a way.

The Spirit of God lives inside each of His children. When I read the scriptures, the Holy Spirit is aware of it and is feeling something. He is willing and eager to communicate that to me if I ask.

I can ask God to help me feel what He feels about that passage. When I’m reading an Old Testament story, God remembers it all in vivid detail like it was yesterday. He remembers the sin of the people and the victories of the saints. Excitement is in His memory. When I’m reading a warning about the consequences of sin, God feels the high stakes. He’s praying I’ll believe what I’m reading and avoid the painful consequences. When I’m reading verses of comfort and promises He’s made, He’s feeling passionately about my encouragement. He’s hoping I’m latching on to His words as lifelines.

I have experienced feeling little one moment while meditating on a scripture, but then asking God to help me feel what He feels about it. Words that failed to move me will often end up causing me to weep over their beauty. What made the difference? Asking the Spirit to stir my heart emotionally and make me as alive to the content as He is alive to it. If I’m not experience God in His very words, there is a real disconnect.

You are never numb. I am often numb. Help me move out of stoicism into experiential unity with You. Amen

Over and Over

All Judah rejoiced concerning the oath, for they had sworn with their whole heart and had sought Him earnestly, and He let them find Him. So the LORD gave them rest on every side. II Chronicles 15:15

When I receive an important letter, I don’t read it just once. I read it over and over again to make sure I am reading between the lines. The more precious the letter, the higher the number of readings.

I remember receiving love letters from Ron when we were dating. He attended a boarding school in Florida and I was in New York. He wrote once a week and it was always on light blue stationery. Once I found the letter in the mailbox, it never made it to the house before opening it. I read it again while eating my after-school snack. I took it upstairs to my bedroom and read it several more times before dinner. I wanted to make sure I found every nuance to tuck it away in my heart.

If human words have many layers, it’s no surprise that God’s Word does too. Human words are finite but Scripture is a ‘manna’ that only gets deeper at every reading. It’s multi-layered and with each intake, there’s a new golden nugget. If the book of John were all I had available to me as a believer, it would have enough spiritual food for a lifetime. In fact, one chapter would be enough. If I can’t plumb the depths of God, why would I believe that I can plumb the depths of His Words?

To meditate well, I must take time to read your passage over and over again.

Many of our church fathers practiced a spiritual discipline called lectio divina. They were made up of Reformers, Puritans, Revivalists, and others. They read scripture repeatedly to discern, through the work of the Spirit of God, the full meaning of a passage. Martin Luther urged meditation and used the Lord’s prayer as a model to teach it to those he taught.

How about this quote from Charles Spurgeon ~ “The more you read the Bible; and the more you meditate on it, the more you will be astonished with it.”

Astonish each one who will open your Word today, and who then settles in on it to read Your words like a love letter. Amen

Investigate The Author

“I am writing these things to you so that . . .” I John

If I went and grabbed an old journal and decided to share a page with you, you might ask these questions. “When did you write this? And what was happening in your life at the time?” You’d ask because context is everything.

While the whole bible is inspired and infallible, God used the pens of men to compose it. They are from different places, different times, and possess different personalities and stories. To fully appreciate and connect with what they are writing, it helps to know the authors better. This research accompanies meditation.

Was the author a type-A personality or a contemplative? Was he in a good period of his life or under great duress? Was he young or old? Knowing the answers (if they are available) means that I can feel comforted when I am experiencing the same circumstances as the author. His words will mean more because of shared experiences ~ even though we are many centuries apart. I won’t consider the Bible just a history book. The authors can be embraced as spiritual family members. Their lives and stories are my personal history.

Oftentimes, hints are given in the very passage I’m reading. John, in his epistles, tells his readers why he is writing. I get an instant picture of motive, of passion, and why he felt the words were imperative. Application is much simpler when intent is revealed and love is the driving force.

Truth is always meant to be a heart thing. Meditation feeds the mind but fortifies the heart. Over time, I feel a bond with the one who wrote the words. When reading the Psalms, for example, I often ask God to tell David how grateful I am for his songs and laments.

Scripture is not abstract poetry and historical storytelling. Personalize it with the breath of Your Spirit. Amen

Eating The Word

And I pray that the eyes of your heart may be enlightened in order that you may know the hope to which he has called you. Ephesians 1:18

Last week, I wrote five devotionals on Jesus’ name ~ Bread of Life. While understanding the meaning of that name is important, even more so is knowing how to consume the Bread. It would be wrong to move on and leave things in the abstract. So let’s talk about meditation. This is the way we eat and drink Bread and Water.

Before setting out to saturate myself with a verse or two, I must admit that I am blind without the Spirit’s help. I must ask Him for supernatural vision. I consider King Solomon who, at the beginning of his reign, recognized his inability to rule wisely. He said to Yahweh, And now, O LORD my God, you have made your servant king in place of David my father, although I am but a little child. I do not know how to go out or come in.” I Kings 3:7

Revelation, insight, wisdom, spiritual understanding ~ these things are given to me. I should not be impressed with how much I understand about the heart of the scriptures because whatever I grasp is a gift.

Whether I meditate on a few verses from the Psalms, the book of John, or a heavyweight passage from Hebrews, the process must always start the same way. It begins with this prayer ~

“Lord, I come humbly and acknowledge that I will know nothing apart from what You will show me. Open the eyes of my heart. Let me see Your glory. In Jesus’ name, Amen”

Visceral Reactions

Jesus said to them, “I am the bread of life.”  John 6:35

Jesus speaks clearly when He says that He is the bread. He does not say that He is like bread or like water, which could lead to confusion and arguments. For those who are hungry, this is excellent news. They draw closer and ask, “Then will You feed me?”

There is a fundamental trust in the character of Jesus that underpins His claims. If He said it, it must be true. Understanding and application will surely follow because He is the kind Rabbi/Teacher who takes pleasure in making disciples.

Spurgeon expands this beautifully.

We cannot sit down to table but what the piece of bread speaks to us.  Jesus has come down from heaven to keep you from absolute starvation; he has come down to be bread and water to you. As you take up that loaf and think of the processes through which it has passed before it has become bread, it preaches a thousand sermons to you concerning the sowing of Jesus as a grain of wheat in the earth, his grinding between the millstones of divine wrath, his passing through the fiery oven. We see the sufferings of Jesus in every crumb we put into our mouths.  

For those of us willing to trust, Jesus being referred to as the “Bread” fills our hearts with countless profound implications. When we prayerfully meditate on this beautiful truth, the warmth of our connection with Him deepens. However, for those who are resistant and seek to undermine the words of our Lord, Jesus’ claim may seem increasingly absurd. Arguments do not disappear over time; rather, they tend to grow. There’s a reason for that.

Just as the Holy Spirit nurtures the seeds of truth, allowing them to grow and fulfill their purpose, the Deceiver cultivates the seeds of apostasy. These seeds also grow but serve to satisfy pride and stubbornness. Truth has the power to either draw people in or push them away. The Gospel, in its simplicity, challenges those who hear it, separating those whom Jesus calls from those who consistently choose darkness over Light.

You feed the hungry.  We are Your sheep and eat from Your hand.  Amen

Light and Bread

A tabernacle was set up. In its first room were the larnpstand, the table and the consecrated bread. Hebrews 9:2

In the outer room of the tabernacle, two things could be found. A larnpstand with a light that burned continuously, and a table with the showbread on it. The tabernacle was windowless, therefore very dark. The only way a priest could find his way to the table with the showbread was with the light the candles provided. Light and bread were connected.

They still are. Nothing has changed. The Bread of Life can only be found today when the Light of the World shows me the way. I live in darkness. There are no windows to eternal life. I’ve been left wanting, aching, and longing for meaning beyond what’s here. My soul is hungry but my eyes are blinded and unable to recognize the bread that will satisfy my hunger. I won’t see Jesus for who he is until there’s illumination. I won’t be attracted to spiritual food until he shows me that he is what I’ve been seeking. The Bread of Life will not appear palatable unless the lamplight of his Spirit reveals it as the banquet it is.

After all, Jesus was a suffering servant. He was continually misunderstood. He preached humility and repentance. He commanded his followers to forgive, seventy times seven times. He encouraged his friends to love their enemies. Such spiritual food would appear to taste sour. I might even think I had stumbled onto the wrong meal. Until divine light shines on the showbread, I will not dare to partake. Ah, but when my eyes can finally see, I behold delicacies that are not of this world.

I am hungry for you, Jesus. Illumine my spiritual meal for today. Amen.

Going Beyond The Shallows

It is my Father who gives you the true bread from heaven.  For the bread of God is the bread that comes down from heaven and gives life to the world.” “Sir,” they said, “give us this bread.”    John 6:32-34

When Jesus met a Samaritan woman at a local well, they had a conversation about water and thirst.  Using that as a segue way, He told her that there was such a thing as ‘spiritual water,’ something that could satisfy her thirst forever after just one drink.  When the woman felt the urge to experience it for herself, she asked Him for a drink of this water.  Immediately, he pointed out her deepest spiritual need.

Similarly, in this John 6 passage, Jesus interacts with a crowd of people who have just witnessed Him feeding five thousand people with a meager amount of bread and fish.  He tells them that there is such a thing as spiritual bread, a bread that comes from heaven, a meal that forever satisfies.  They ask Him for that kind of bread.  Immediately, He takes them on a steep learning curve. 

He reminds them that He is the ‘Bread’ that will erase hunger and ‘Water’ that will eradicate thirst.  Then He says, “But you don’t believe Me!”  Their unbelief keeps them shallow, only looking to Him for temporal solutions to earth-bound crises.  They miss out on the richest gifts, spiritual food that satisfies their innate ache for God.  If they would only come as beggars to the table, they would be filled.  Forever. 

Show me my true spiritual needs today.  Amen

Bread of Heaven And Manna

Jesus said to them, “The bread of God is that which comes down out of heaven and gives life to the world.”  They said therefore to Him, “Lord, evermore give us this bread.”  Jesus said to them, “I am the bread of life.”  John 6:33-35

Jesus revealed Himself as the bread of life which comes down out of heaven.  That can be a confusing metaphor if it weren’t linked to the manna the children Israel ate while in the wilderness.  The latter was an event His crowd knew well.  It was part of their heritage and each generation passed on the miracle story to their children.

If Jesus is the bread, how do I eat of Him?  I internalize the parameters of the manna story.

1.) God sent the manna.  Moses didn’t.  Moses’ prayers were just the catalyst for God to move.  Just as God sent manna to sustain physical life, God sent Jesus to birth and sustain spiritual life.

2.) Manna was to be gathered in the morning, enough for that day.  Jesus, my daily bread, must be consumed at the beginning of each day.  My experience of Him is a daily feast.  Yesterday’s meal was for yesterday.  Today, I need a new promise and new experience of Him.

3.) Manna had a short shelf life.  It would rot if it were more than a day old.  Spiritual bread is for today.  “Give us this day our daily bread,” Jesus prayed.  Consuming words of scripture provides grace for a daily provision.  If I obsess about tomorrow’s stress, I will not find grace for that today.  I am to live in the moment and if this moment is overwhelming, I can go to my prayer closet and cry out.  God’s grace floods over me according to my present need.  I can’t hoard that for tomorrow’s worries however.  I must take every anxious thought captive and trust that tomorrow’s manna will be sufficient.

God’s people took daily manna for granted.  They got tired of it and longed for meat, other breads, fruit, nuts, and herbs.  This led to grumbling.  God’s daily provision became so commonplace that the miracle of the manna was lost to them.

God’s daily provision of spiritual food can also bring a yawn if I’m not careful.  I am not entitled to be fed.  I have not earned the right for the Spirit to dwell in my spirit.  God does not have to open my eyes each day to the poignancy of His Word.  If I can see it, eat of it, live on it, it is all a gift.  His mercies are new every morning and if He were not a God who keeps promises, He could easily withdraw it all.  Instantly, I would languish in a wilderness void of insight and personal strength.  Today, I consume the Bread of heaven and fall on my knees in gratitude for the privilege of doing so.

I hold a personal communion service today.  I eat of you, drink of you, and remember the miracle of your coming and the greater miracle of your death so I could live.  In Jesus’ name, Amen

The Bread Of Heaven

After this many of his disciples turned back and no longer walked with Him.  So Jesus said to the twelve, “Do you want to go away as well?”  John 6:66-67

What caused the crowd following Jesus to turn aside?  It was Jesus’ words about eating His flesh because He told them He was the bread of heaven.  They were content to eat the bread He offered as long as it was a physical provision.  They had just consumed the loaves and fishes but as soon as He turned the topic to spiritual food, their interest faded.  The concept was just too radical.

Today, I can be similarly challenged.  I can pray for the miraculous provision necessary to pay an overdue bill but then reject the living Manna that promises to expose, then heal, my anger.  I will embrace bread for the body but reject bread for the soul.

Whatever landscape Jesus touches will change.  I am shortsighted if I only desire Him in the physical and not the spiritual.  I may ask Him to bring peace to my home but then forfeit the opportunity for Him to bring peace to the tormented places in my mind.  I may ask Him to bring healing to my body but still live in want of the inner healing of my deepest childhood wound.  I may ask Him to provide the next meal for my family yet fail to eat the sumptuous spiritual meal He wants to prepare for me each day.

Following Jesus is to embrace all of His teachings.  While He will allow me to pray for superficial things and give me the choice on whether or not to go deep, the only one who loses when I choose superficially is me.

You are my bread of life.  Sometimes You threaten the places where I’m comfortable, but I choose to feast on You anyway.  I am hungry.  Amen