Just recently, although I've been deeply entrenched in the Word, I've lost focus on what I should be thinking about. Despite the fact I've spent a ton of time studying the Bible, I wasn't entirely open to what God had to say to me. I was demanding God give me answers to these huge theological questions, like the role of women in a godly marriage or whether or not it's okay to marry a nonbeliever. Emerald and I have been talking about such things a lot recently, and I liked how moved she would be every time I showed her an obscure corner of the Bible and how it related to whatever was on her mind.
While God blessed me in that regard, I've come to see that in trying to digest the finer points of scripture, I was neglecting the bigger point.
It's all about Jesus, from Genesis to Revelation.
God made it clear this morning that because I'd lost my focus, and I wasn't quite on track, I was growing prideful. Deep down, I thought I could claim to know my way around Scripture, and that it had been of my own doing. It wasn't. If I can understand the Bible, it's because of the work of the Holy Spirit guiding me, not my own stupid ideas pertaining to it.
Every part of the Bible, be it what a marriage is supposed to be or God's view on homosexuality, it all comes back to Jesus and what he did for us. All I have to do is open my Bible to see Jesus is the main character--not only that, he's the main event!
It took me needing spiritual uplifting to see Jesus illustrated throughout the Bible. That's all.
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