Tuesday, June 11, 2013

God of the Untrusting

I suppose we are skeptical by nature. Perhaps just wired that way to help us discern the truth from false teaching...or not. Maybe it is a pride thing...a "no one is going to get one over on me" mentality. I have to be honest, I find myself doing it. Doubting.

The other day hubs was watching a documentary (and an interview) with scientists who believe they have found proof of mermaids. They had recovered remains from the digestive system of a Great White shark (I believe it was) and based on the fragments, theorized what the creature would like in its entirety. Further, a second man of Science showed video he had obtained from the deep ocean and played recordings of sounds (like those of whales).

I found myself filing this "evidence" along with that of "Big Foot", the "Lock Ness Monster", and (dare I say) aliens from other planets. To say I am not convinced is an understatement. However, I have never been thousands of miles below the surface of the sea, and I have no reservations in thinking there are a multitude of animals, plants, etc. down there I could hardly even imagine them.

For example, God's word speaks of Leviathan. What is that?! Is it a physical creature or a symbol?

In that day the Lord with his hard and great and strong sword will punish Leviathan the fleeing serpent, Leviathan the twisting serpent, and he will slay the dragon that is in the sea. (Isaiah 27:1 ESV)

"Can you draw out Leviathan with a fishhook
or press down his tongue with a cord?
Will you play with him as with a bird,
or will you put him on a leash for your girls?
Behold, the hope of a man is false;
he is laid low even at the sight of him.
No one is so fierce that he dares to stir him up.
Who then is he who can stand before me?
Who can strip off his outer garment?
Who would come near him with a bridle?
Who can open the doors of his face?
Around his teeth is terror.
His back is made of rows of shields,
shut up closely as with a seal.
One is so near to another
that no air can come between them.
They are joined one to another;
they clasp each other and cannot be separated.
His sneezings flash forth light,
and his eyes are like the eyelids of the dawn.
Out of his mouth go flaming torches;
sparks of fire leap forth.
Out of his nostrils comes forth smoke,
as from a boiling pot and burning rushes.
His breath kindles coals,
and a flame comes forth from his mouth.
In his neck abides strength,
and terror dances before him.
The folds of his flesh stick together,
firmly cast on him and immovable.
His heart is hard as a stone,
hard as the lower millstone.
When he raises himself up the mighty are afraid;
at the crashing they are beside themselves.
Though the sword reaches him, it does not avail,
nor the spear, the dart, or the javelin.
He counts iron as straw,
and bronze as rotten wood.
The arrow cannot make him flee;
for him sling stones are turned to stubble.
Clubs are counted as stubble;
he laughs at the rattle of javelins.
His underparts are like sharp potsherds;
he spreads himself like a threshing sledge on the mire.
He makes the deep boil like a pot;
he makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
Behind him he leaves a shining wake;
one would think the deep to be white-haired.
On earth there is not his like,a creature without fear.
He sees everything that is high;he is king over all the sons of pride."
(Job 41:1, 5, 9, 10, 13-34 ESV)

Believing without seeing (or smelling, hearing, or touching) is difficult. I get it. When I talk about Jesus (and God) it may fall on deaf ears. The one to whom I am speaking might say to himself/herself, "She has no idea what she is talking about!" Some might even find it offensive and hate me because of it...I have been told as much but I still love those individuals...very much.
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