If you and I were to sit down and talk about the Bible, it probably wouldn't surprise you that I'm pretty familiar with a majority of the popular stories. As I hear sermons, I often recognize the basis of the teaching. I've read or listened to the first five books of the Bible at least a dozen times throughout my life. I've even had chapters of certain books memorized at different times. That accomplishment, I owe to the encouragement and motivation of my wife, Tara. I can pull dozens of key verses out of thin air in a moment's thought. I know where each book is in the Bible, I know the order and which ones are old or new testament. I have a pretty good handle on who wrote which book and the circumstances in which each were written. And although I don't know it all by a long shot and there is plenty I don't have a clue about, my knowledge of the Bible has come a long way.
I used to always think that knowledge was the key. The more I knew the better. And, to a point that can be correct. But, God has been at work in me this past year. I've been challenged to have more than just head knowledge. Don't get me wrong, it is extremely important, but I found myself way out of balance. It seemed the more I filled my head with what I knew about Him the less I was getting to know Him.
Over the past year, I've found myself missing that zeal I once had to run after Him. The way I used to want to be with Him at any cost. I could spend time with Him doing nothing but praising and listening. There was a time in which I literally couldn't make it through a day without Him. But, something had happened along the way. Instead of not being able to make it through the day, I began to only know I couldn't get through the day. And, although I knew it, the knowledge didn't keep me from trying. As my life seemingly got more comfortable, I slowly forgot the practice of surrendering it to Him on a daily basis. I continued to learn about Him, but there was a major disconnect. I no longer put a priority on the relationship and I spent less and less time listening.
I'm ashamed to say that this went on for several years. I would have moments of closeness, but for the most part He was there when I needed Him or to celebrate with, but not in the details of my everyday life. But, He waited patiently. He is so faithful.
One morning I woke up and realized how bad I missed Him. I'm so grateful that He cut through the busyness of my life and spoke loud enough for me to hear. I'm not sure what was so different about that day, but, for me, it was life changing. He had been there the whole time but I had allowed too much noise in my life to hear. As I, once again, began to listen, He gently started to draw me back to Him. Some days are still a struggle for balance. But, again, He is faithful and I'm getting to know Him, and there's no better place to be.
Have you ever heard a song and thought that song is for me? That's exactly what happened when I heard th
e song "What Do I Know Of Holy?" by Addison Road. I couldn't help but think that song was written for me. Have you heard it? It's on the radio and you can hear it on Family Friendly Radio. I hope when you do hear it, God also uses it to impact your life and bring you encouragement as He has for me. If you want to find out more about Addison Road or this phenomenal song, please click here; http://addisonroad.com/blog/ or here; http://www.myspace.com/addisonroad
If I can be praying for you as you walk through the journey of life, please don't hesitate to let me know. joeb@newlifemedia.org
