“Yet all your knowledge of Scripture
falls flat because you refuse to let it lead you to me and to the life I can
give you.” John 5:40 EFP
What is the point of knowing the Bible and ignoring the author? What is the point of being a master of the details of Scripture and knowing little of the character of the one who inspired it? What good does it serve to quote verse after verse to support your religious conviction if you fail to honor the spirit on which it was written? It’s like Paul says in the first letter to the Corinthians, chapter thirteen, verse one, “I am nothing but a gratingly loud gong or an annoyingly clanging cymbal.”
What’s the
point of my religious pedigree or my degrees declaring my scriptural erudition
if in the end my journey through the halls of higher biblical education has not
changed my life as a result of an encounter with Jesus? There is none! I am worthless and a wretched stench compared
to the fragrant aroma of the Kingdom of God.
I am the worst danger to the Gospel.
I can cause more damage through my pious religiosity than an army of
atheists. My good works fall flat even
if they are impressive. My preaching
stinks even if it sounds powerful to the listeners and is entertaining to the
masses. It is pointless vanity with no
value to the cause of Christ. No Jesus –
no point! I get it.
Help me, Lord!
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