What More Shall I Say? – Bible Journey Day 17

Today’s Reading: Hebrews 10 – 11:31

I know, I know… today’s title is actually the first sentence of the *next* bloc — but I kept reading and reading today’s chapters and couldn’t think of anything more appropriate to say. What more shall *I* say? Randy Harris recounts preaching in an African-American congregation where one of the responses from the congregation was, “Now that’s gettin’ it said!” When you’ve laid it out on the table and there’s nothing more to say, you’ve gotten it said, and that’s what the Hebrew writer does here.

What does make me sad, though, is how little time we spend on these verses, because we use a few of them to hit a few pet topics. You know: forsaking the assembling; the blood of bulls and goats; abolished the first to establish the second; “it is a fearful thing to fall into the hands of the living God.”

Today’s reading also reminds me of a Patrick Mead saying: Find Your Verb. A faith that doesn’t have some kind of positive action attached to it is a faith in peril. That’s why Jesus says his people are “salt and light” — no matter what, salt and light always change their surroundings.

But what struck me most today, I guess, is just the little lead-in/connecting sentence between the two chapters. “But we are not among those who shrink back and so are lost, but among those who have faith and so are saved. Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.” (Heb 10:39-11:1) I wasn’t used to reading them that way. You know — together. I like the second sentence! I hope for a lot of things; I can’t see a lot of things.

But what about that first sentence? Is this letter even addressed to me? I shrink back an awful lot. “My soul takes no pleasure in anyone who shrinks back,” says my Lord. I’ve got some praying and repenting to do.

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About Nick Gill

orphan-poet-adoptee-soldier-prodigal-servant-husband- counselor-desperate seeker after my Father's face "I feel my body weakened by the years as people turn to gods of cruel design. Is it that they fear the pain of death, or is it that they fear the joy of life?" - Toad the Wet Sprocket

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