I’m struck with the difference between “knowing” and “believing”. There are so many things I “know”, that never actually get fully lived out in my life. Why is that? I know it, I understand it, I may have even ”seen” or “felt” it…yet it never becomes an actual part of my life. I wonder…maybe it has more to do with “believing” than just “knowing” it to be true?
The list of descriptors found in scripture about who God is and how who He is encounters our existence is a fantastical journey into everything we need to live by.
He is Rock, His work is perfect;
For all His ways are justice,
A God of truth and without injustice;
Righteousness and upright is He. (Deut. 32:4)
He found him in the desert land
And in the wasteland, a howling wilderness;
He encircled him, He instructed him,
He kept him as the apple of His eye.
As an eagle stirs up its nest,
Hovers over its young,.
Spreading out its wings, taking them up,
Carrying them on its wings,
So the LORD alone led him, (Deut. 32:10-12)
How would my life be different if I not only knew these simple descriptions about God and His care for me, but instead believed them to a point of life transformation? Doesn’t the essence of even these small bits of scripture demand change my life? But then, what’s so ironic about a question like this, is that I have so many times personally asked for the wisdom to change…as if I’ve never received it.
I am Your servant;
Give me understanding,
That I may know Your testimonies. (Psalm 119:125)
My proclivity to plead to God in this way is even more proof that the belief in what I already know about God has not intensified enough to draw out change from my life. I have the “know”…just not the “belief”. How many times in my life will I choose the sand over the rock?
But everyone who hears these sayings of Mine, and does not do them, will be like a foolish man who built his house on the sand and the rain descended, the floods came, and the winds blew and beat on that house; and it fell. And great was its fall.” (Matt. 7:26)
In my life the rain does often fall…and the floods sometimes come…and the winds almost always blow, but I never want it to be said of my life…”And great was its fall.” I need to live a life of “belief”…true heartfelt, life-changing belief that’s founded on the rock.