"God is BEING. Being gives rise to BEINGS. To BE gives rise to SENTENCE. Language is a mere image of reality itself."
- Dr. Michel Therrien
Hello :)
I've never had a blog before and, being the perfectionist that God made me, I'm sitting here trying to figure out the perfect way to start this thing off. I suppose I'll go with honesty and courage.
I'm not sure yet what this will become. I just know that God is calling me to write. Over the past month, He's been calling to me through other people, and, especially in the past week or so, He's really been calling to me in prayer.
That's probably what will happen here. It will be a sharing of truths, all rooted in prayer.
A few days ago, I thanked God for the Word, who is Jesus, and simply for speaking to us at all. I was pondering in prayer about what our world would be like without words. It would be a world without meaning.
There would be no writing, so there would be no books, or magazines, or newspapers, or text messages, or computers, or Internet, or blueprints, or recipes, or instructions, or histories, or advertisements, or measuring systems, or scripts, or maps... There would be no communication, because there could be no words spoken or unspoken. Things wouldn't have names. We wouldn't have names. We wouldn't have an identity, and there would be nothing for us to share between each other.
And I just got this image of all of humanity, fumbling around in the dark, everything black and gray, and we're blindfolded and lost, because there's a loss of words. Nothing's been imparted to us, nothing's been given to us, because no one has spoken to us.
It could even go farther. We were spoken into existence. "God said" and there was. He spoke and there was form and meaning. "In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. Through Him, all things came to be, and without Him, nothing came to be."
If God had never spoke, we'd be worse off then blind and lonely and confused. We wouldn't be - at all.
A surge of gratitude filled my heart.
How great and good and loving is our God, who spoke and speaks and will speak Word to us forever.
Then God and I had a little chat.
God said: "You just have so much to say. I want you to speak for me. To write for me."
And then I said: "Thank You for giving us the Word." - by which I meant, "Thank You for loving us. And for reaching out to us with Yourself. Thank You for sending Your Son to us. Thank You for speaking to each of us personally." - A lot can be said in just a little spoken.
And then God said: "Of course. I couldn't leave you. You know that language is live communion. I had to speak to your hearts."
How beautiful is the God of heaven and earth, who speaks to our hearts.
I offer you these words, the ones He shares and the ones He inspires, in this post and in all those yet to come. And I hope that through them, He breathes love into your life and that, through His grace, you're able to encounter Him in a new way, that draws you evermore into the heart of Jesus, the Lamb, the Son and the Word of God.
- Dr. Michel Therrien
Hello :)
I've never had a blog before and, being the perfectionist that God made me, I'm sitting here trying to figure out the perfect way to start this thing off. I suppose I'll go with honesty and courage.
I'm not sure yet what this will become. I just know that God is calling me to write. Over the past month, He's been calling to me through other people, and, especially in the past week or so, He's really been calling to me in prayer.
That's probably what will happen here. It will be a sharing of truths, all rooted in prayer.
A few days ago, I thanked God for the Word, who is Jesus, and simply for speaking to us at all. I was pondering in prayer about what our world would be like without words. It would be a world without meaning.
There would be no writing, so there would be no books, or magazines, or newspapers, or text messages, or computers, or Internet, or blueprints, or recipes, or instructions, or histories, or advertisements, or measuring systems, or scripts, or maps... There would be no communication, because there could be no words spoken or unspoken. Things wouldn't have names. We wouldn't have names. We wouldn't have an identity, and there would be nothing for us to share between each other.
And I just got this image of all of humanity, fumbling around in the dark, everything black and gray, and we're blindfolded and lost, because there's a loss of words. Nothing's been imparted to us, nothing's been given to us, because no one has spoken to us.
It could even go farther. We were spoken into existence. "God said" and there was. He spoke and there was form and meaning. "In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. Through Him, all things came to be, and without Him, nothing came to be."
If God had never spoke, we'd be worse off then blind and lonely and confused. We wouldn't be - at all.
A surge of gratitude filled my heart.
How great and good and loving is our God, who spoke and speaks and will speak Word to us forever.
Then God and I had a little chat.
God said: "You just have so much to say. I want you to speak for me. To write for me."
And then I said: "Thank You for giving us the Word." - by which I meant, "Thank You for loving us. And for reaching out to us with Yourself. Thank You for sending Your Son to us. Thank You for speaking to each of us personally." - A lot can be said in just a little spoken.
And then God said: "Of course. I couldn't leave you. You know that language is live communion. I had to speak to your hearts."
How beautiful is the God of heaven and earth, who speaks to our hearts.
I offer you these words, the ones He shares and the ones He inspires, in this post and in all those yet to come. And I hope that through them, He breathes love into your life and that, through His grace, you're able to encounter Him in a new way, that draws you evermore into the heart of Jesus, the Lamb, the Son and the Word of God.