Letting Go

I remember someone once describing the Christian life as offering God a blank piece of paper. This has seemed extremely negative to me – this offering of blankness, as though I’m offering nothing, and yet God made me the person I am, I argue inwardly; gave me abilities, emotions and desires. People write about the dream God’s placed within us, but what if it’s our dream? Of our flesh? And what God really wants from us is nothing?

What if it’s only in letting go of our dreams that we make space for Him to fill us with His dreams? “For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future” (Jeremiah 29:11); my favourite verse, but to get to that means giving God everything we are and everything we hope to be. This would be fine if we all knew we’d have an Isaac-moment: That moment where Abraham put his son Isaac on the altar to be sacrificed, as instructed, and God’s angel basically said ‘It’s ok, you don’t have to anymore. I just wanted to see if you were willing’ … but will we do as Abraham did? Will we trust God with our lives? Will we do the things He asks us to? Hand over the things He asks us to give Him? Maybe it’s only in letting go of old aspirations that we can grasp true life.

“Command those who are rich in this present world not to be arrogant nor to put their hope in wealth, which is so uncertain, but to put their hope in God, who richly provides us with everything for our enjoyment. Command them to do good, to be rich in good deeds, and to be generous and willing to share. In this way they will lay up treasure for themselves as a firm foundation for the coming age, so that they may take hold of the life that is truly life” (1 Timothy 6:17-19).

Linking up with Tuesday at Ten

A Tribute to Bible Society

Have you ever thought about Bible Society, and their work to get Bibles to Christians around the world?  After hearing yesterday about 10 people sharing 1 Bible, a man riding for an hour on his bike to get a copy, and the cost of a roll of paper that would print 600, I wanted to write this:

You paid the greatest price – all the money you had saved;

You treasure every time that you read those words:

For you know they give you courage to live, when you see He is your Rock;

You hold them in your heart as you give the treasure to another soul.

How many people?

How long must it take?

How much does it cost you,

And will you believe?

You walk so many hours; you can feel the sacrifice,

But he’ll treasure every time that you bring those words:

You always want to share what you learn, to comfort and to heal,

And in your heart you hope for the day those words will come to every soul.

How many people?

How long must it take?

How much does it cost you,

And will you believe?

Suddenly from nothing,

We see the words spill out;

And for sure, there’s power in the ink on the page

To touch so many lives.

How many people?

How long will it take?

How much will it cost us,

And will we believe?