It’s Alive!

The title to this post sounds like some scary sci-fi movie, but it’s not. The “it” I am referrring to is God’s Word, the Holy Bible. It is alive. You have heard people say that the Bible is His Living Word, but how is that possible? I was talking to my girlfriend, Amanda, just this morning about this and decided to post on it.

Every time I read God’s word, it is new. A verse that I may have read a hundred times suddenly speaks to me in a whole new light. Sometimes when I’m reading the Bible it’s as if there’s a bright light shining down on a certain verse. That verse has blinking lights around it. It speaks to me. I can almost imagine when I shut the Bible, the words coming alive inside and moving around. “Hey, pass the spotlight this way. She needs to read me next.”

I know this doesn’t really happen, but God’s word is living and constantly speaks to us in different ways depending on what is going on in our lives. I’ll give you an example.

Last Friday, I was having my quiet time. I’ve been reading through the book of Acts. I came across a verse that really stuck out – blinking lights and all. I felt God impressing on me to memorize this verse. This particular verse didn’t really speak to what was going on in my life at the moment, so I was left to think that God had me memorize it to share with someone else.

All day, I looked for someone who might need this verse. That night I was having dinner with a friend, so I asked her if the verse meant anything to her. “Um, maybe” was her reply. Nope. The verse wasn’t for her. That night I was left wondering as laid my head on my pillow. I kept repeating it, but felt nothing.  

The verse didn’t return to me until yesterday. I was having an off day. I had lunch with friends, who asked if anything was wrong. “You are quiet,” they said. (This is NOT the norm for me.) It wasn’t the first time they had asked if anything was wrong. The weekend before, they said these same things. Alan, too, had been questioning me. “Are you okay? You are not yourself.” By that he means my witty-constantly cracking up at my self-self.  That night Alan and I talked about what God is doing in my life.  I had become so overwhelmed and focused on looking for Him, I had withdrawn.  I was quiet because too many things were going through my head.