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ENTRY DATE: february 1, 2005


 

It struck me quite quietly today.
It just made sense as soon as it did.

I was frustrated. I was trying to explain the intricacies of the amazing accuracy of the Bible, describing variants, comparing works of Antiquity...

... and then it hit me like a ton of bricks:

It doesn't matter how intricately I explain it.
All that matters is how permanently God wants to sear it upon their hearts.

I'm not distancing myself from the responsibility of intelligently explaining the Truth. I have that to do, and I'm doing my best, I really am.
Beyond that, though, it's God's call-- and I cannot express how thankful I am that the salvation of my students is in HIS hands and NOT MINE!

For I would surely fail.
And if I am to be honest, then I must admit that part of me believes that and craves guilt.

But the Spirit of Truth-- the Holy Spirit-- guides me to take to heart that He will guide those whom He chooses to guide.

And in that I find my greatest peace as I continue to hurt over and love my precious students.

Why they reject You, Father, I'll never fully comprehend.
Forgive them, for they know not what they do.
 

 

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