Do I really believe that what I believe is really real?
I was thinking about that question as I drove home yesterday. I believe that God is all-powerful, all-knowing and omnipresent. But I don’t act like it.
I act like I have to accomplish things in my own power because God can’t or won’t.
I act like God has forgotten or doesn’t care.
I act like God isn’t present.
I want my life to be an accurate picture of my beliefs. What good is it to believe the truth if you don’t live it?
My hope and goal for this season of my life: to align my beliefs with my actions. Not just outward actions—that isn’t always such a struggle—but inwardly, my thoughts and feelings and hopes and fears.
And I don’t just mean when it comes to the big things—I want the little things to match up as well. I don’t want to just read the Scripture and think, “Yes, yes. I believe that.” I do believe! But I want more… When it says,
“Do not conform any longer to the pattern
Of this world—
But be transformed
By the renewing of your mind…”
I want to read it, believe and be transformed. Repeatedly. Daily. Over and over.
How easy it is to just accept Scripture because that’s what we’ve been taught. But it never goes deeper. It never cuts in. It never radically changes. It doesn’t matter if I’ve been a Christian for five minutes, five years or fifty years—every time I read the words of God, I want to be changed a little more into His image.