He that is made in the image of God must know him or be desolate.
~George Macdonald (1824-1905)
For I am the Lord your God, the Holy One of Israel, your Savior. I give Egypt as your ransom, Cush and Seba in exchange for you. Because you are precious in My eyes, and honored, and I love you, I give men in return for you, peoples in exchange for your life. Fear not, for I am with you; I will bring your offspring from the east, and from the west I will gather you. I will say to the north, Give up, and to the south, Do not withhold; bring My sons from afar and My daughters from the end of the earth, everyone who is called by My name, whom I created for My glory, whom I formed and made.” Bring out the people who are blind, yet have eyes, who are deaf, yet have ears! All the nations gather together, and the peoples assemble. Who among them can declare this, and show us the former things? Let them bring their witnesses to prove them right, and let them hear and say, It is true. “You are My witnesses,” declares the Lord, “and My servant whom I have chosen, that you may know and believe Me and understand that I am He. Before Me no god was formed, nor shall there be any after Me. I, I am the Lord, and besides Me there is no Savior.
~ from Isaiah 43
Oh beloved, the hearts of the prophets strain to put enough strength to the words they write. As the Holy Spirit pours torrents of truth through their spirits and into their minds and through their hands, an astounding thing begins to emerge on the pages. G_d is real. He is not just a concept. He is not just someone in whom we believe.
And as we move into the words penned by the apostles, there comes only one gnawing desire for these bondslaves of their Beloved. They want to know Him more and more. For, only in seeing ourselves as both completely full in Him and, totally desperate for more of Him, can we find the beginning of the infiniteness of our relationship with the Person of Jesus Christ.
G_d is a Person.
He is real.
We know Him.
And He is wonderful.
And it was not an easy road to knowledge, for at first we fought hard to believe. Oh, how we wanted to believe. As the rebellion in us was quelled, we were suddenly and completely aware that trust in ourselves was a really bad idea. But, as a baby will scream and squirm and rave until he comes to trust his parents, we thrashed about at first. We were looking for the source of the Voice who had called us out of darkness into this marvelous Light in which we are now standing.
As we thrashed around, we knew that we believed – but we are not satisfied.
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