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Friend,Friend, I read and study the scripture every day. My mornings begin around 4AM with coffee and scripture study for 30-40 mins…then I ‘enter into meeting’ for a period of time, seeking to Hear the Voice of God and seek to understand how what I’ve just read will impact my small portion of the world I live in…and I pray I will be known as “a friend of God”.
I believe the scriptures are an inspired witness of others search and understanding of God. They are not infallible because they were written by men, nor are they inerrant…as there is no single version, texual translation, manuscrpt that agrees 100% with each other…so for it to be inerrant one set of manuscripts would have to be 100% correct…but when we have different word choices, texual variants not every one of them can be inerrant…can they?
Within scriptue we can discern the Word of God, but the words themselves translated into English are not the Word…the Word of God is spoken inwardly, quietly, profoundly and calls us to service to our world. When the prophets wrote “The word of the Lord came to me saying…XYZ”, they wrote what they undestood God to be saying…I have a difficul time believeing they heard an audible voice.
They also testified that there would come a time when the word of the Lord would be spoken to each heart. Paul wrote that we have a “treasure in earthen vessels”, we have a Living God, not a God confined to a book. I believe it was Menno Simons who when confronted with scripture by the eccleiastics of his day…“We did not exchange a pope of flesh for a pope of paper.”
There is One Truth, but in this world we see “though a glass darkly”…One Day “face to face I will know…”, and until then as I taverse this mortal world I seek to discern what is the “word of the Lord” and how this Light Within, this Inner Word tell me how to live. God is not overly concerned in my estimation of telling me how many angels can dance on the head of a pin, or whether a great fish actually swallowed a man or if in fact the Earth stopped rotaiting on it’s axis for a time for Joshua to win his battle. The Word of the Lord is concerned on how I treat my neighbor, how I care for the “stranger within my gates”, if the child across the street has enough food to eat.
What brought me to the Society of Friends was not what they claimed to know about God, but what they claimed to know about how we should treat our neighbor and how scripture informs us in that respect…how do we as the People of God respond to those around us in need. We are His Body, we are His Presence in this world.
I care little of defining to the “nth degree” the meaning of “parthenagenesis”, or the subtle differenced between “penance” and “repentance” or what words must be used to make a water baptism valid, or what gestures and words make a eucharist “licit” vs “illicit”.
Authority to act in God’s name is not passed down like a keepsake. Authority to act in God’s Name lies in how well we reflect His Life, if we exhibit the “fruit of the Spirit” to those around us, if we bind up the wounded, and comfort the broken hearted, visit the captive or offer a cup of cold water in His Name to someone thirsty.
Working out one’s salvation in fear and trembling wouldn’t be so fearful or trembly if I had someone to tell me what I must do, when to kneel, when to pray, how to understand what I read…but I don’t other than the “Still Small Voice” within that calls me to view my neighbor as an opportunity to serve Him, for who knows, it just may very well be.
Theological certainty is of little comfort to me and has offered little hope to this world, in my opinion, the real changes have been when man and women of faith live His Life and share His love to those around us…I don’t find God in my meetinghouse, I find Him in the person sitting next to me at work, on the bus, in a movie theater, sleeping in a door way…I just need to figure out in “fear and trembling” what impact me ignoring the one who asks for bread or money as I walk by will have on my spiritual life…I find those times much more troubling than I do trying to decide was Jesus crucified on Passover or on the Day of Preparation.
Then we see differently through that glass darkly fearing and trembling, shaking and quaking.