Is God Real?

Like many others, I am happy to have a good, robust discussion on what the Bible has to say about certain topics. Unlike some, I can’t use Hebrew and Greek to back up or oppose many points. However, as I have delved into the world of various online forums, I have to say I struggle with the definitive way in which some seem to put their point of view about what the Bible says. Not that I want this blog to be about what truth is and what is not and how we might read and interpret the Bible. Far from it. What I would like to propose, though, is that we can know a stack about God without being any different, fundamentally, to the person who knows nothing about Him.

I don’t think I am by any means the first to suggest this. Just the other day, I was reading Oswald Chambers’ My Utmost For His Highest, when I came across this: 

“When a man fails in personal Christian experience, it is nearly always because he has never received anything. The only sign that a man is saved is that he has received something from Jesus Christ. Our part as workers for God is to open men’s eyes that they may turn themselves from darkness to light; but that is not salvation, that is conversion – the effort of a roused human being. I do not think it is too sweeping to say that the majority of nominal Christians are of this order; their eyes are opened, but they have received nothing. Conversion is not regeneration...When a man is born again, he knows that it is because he has received something as a gift from Almighty God and not because of his own decision. People register their vows, and sign their pledges, and determine to go through, but none of this is salvation. Salvation means that we are brought to a place where we are able to receive something from God on the authority of Jesus Christ...” 

Another book I read some time back was Your Kingdom Come, by Daniel Kolenda, where he states,  

"A person who hears the gospel should have an experience that needs an explanation, not just an explanation of something that is in need of an experience...And the demonstration of God’s power should be the norm”.

And I guess from this you can see where I am heading.

A number of years back I came to the conclusion that if all I have to offer to others from my faith is a “nice life”, then I really don’t have much to offer. Many people already have that and don’t need faith in God to get there. I came to the conclusion that evidence of the power of God in my life had to be the difference. 

This topic also takes me back to conversations with my father in my mid-twenties. It came to a point where I felt as though every time we got together, he would be telling me about all these people who had shown that the Christian faith was a fraud or based on wrong beliefs and lies. One time, I was tired of it, so I (gently) told him that I felt as though he was constantly trying to persuade me not to believe what I believed, but the problem was that he would not be able to. I said that my relationship and experience of God was not something that I could be talked out of because it was simply that. My experience. I cannot “un-have” that experience. For some reason this put an end to those sorts of discussions. I would like to that it was because he realised my faith was not about following form and tradition but about a real relationship with God.

And so, I come back to where I started. I know that the history of the Church over the past few hundred years has included the battle to prove itself equal to “science”, and hence the desire for “proof”. However, I will come back again and again to the idea that experience will always trump a good argument – you cannot take my experience from me. You may choose not to believe I have had that experience (like a friend whose two broken wrists were miraculously healed just days after they were shown as broken on x-rays, and were confirmed healed by the second lot of x-rays – the doctor simply couldn't cope and told my friend to go away), or you may like to try to provide more “rational” reasoning of what happened, but I know differently, because it is my experience.

I also realise that experience is subjective and can be misinterpreted. However, without personal experience, faith is very dry. And besides, I further believe that God is faithful to His promise to send His Holy Spirit to teach and guide us in all things (John 14:16, 26 for example) and also that His sheep know His voice and follow Him (John 10:4). One of the biggest arguments for theology and doctrine is the fear of people being led astray, or leading others astray if they don’t have “good” theology and doctrine. However, I would argue that this is not particularly good theology. If God has promised His Holy Spirit, do we not trust Him to convict, teach and guide His people? Or does He only use (imperfect) human agents now?

I have titled this blog “Is God Real?”, because sometimes I wonder if for some, their theology is way more important than God to them. If we only ever talk about God in an abstract, theoretical way, have we actually been impacted and changed by Him? Tell me about the reality of God in your life and you give me something I cannot argue with.

Is God really faithful?

The other day a chance piece of information about the status of a marriage came across my path. Because infidelity had been an issue, it got me thinking about faithfulness. Having been through a similar circumstance myself, I wondered how you could ever completely trust the other again. From my own perspective, I think I would want to see a significant level of repentance and personal transformation to ensure it didn't occur again.

As my mind meandered through all this, I reflected on the nature of faithfulness. What does it mean to be faithful to someone? In marriage, we usually make this about sexual intimacy, but there are a myriad of small ways we can be unfaithful to the vows we have made. But even this became a side issue to the picture I was getting. In thinking about faithfulness, pretty quickly I was onto the topic of our relationship with God. After all, the Bible is filled with statements about God’s faithfulness to us, and (often) our unfaithfulness to Him.

What do we mean by God’s faithfulness?

Often we use it as an encouragement when someone is going through some sort of difficulty: “Don’t worry, it will work out ok. God is faithful.” Usually we use this to mean that He is faithful to His promises (Romans 8:28 is a good example), and that He will help us or fix the circumstances. Sometimes, though, we go as far as meaning that God will be faithful to us,  that He will do what we want (e.g. give us the ‘desires of our hearts’).

However, as I thought further, I realised that this kind of thinking causes big issues, particularly with those who question faith in God. Many ask questions along the lines of “if God is good, loving, kind, merciful, etc, etc, then why does bad stuff happen?’ We have lots of intricate arguments or platitudes to answer this, but generally I find them at best weak if not circular. At this point I had a sudden flash of insight. 

God’s faithfulness is not about us. He is not faithful to us, as such, but He is faithful to Himself.

God’s faithfulness is about His integrity. It is about Him being true to Himself, true to His character, true to His nature. 

Two things follow on from this. The first is a reminder of a story I read about a Christian student and an atheist professor. The professor was trying to use logic to discredit the student, but was beat at his own game. The important part of the story to this topic, however, was the student’s astute understanding of physics that made a lot of sense of the issue of God as Creator. 

Many people ask the question, “If God created everything, why did He create the bad stuff, too?” As this student pointed out however, much of what we term ‘bad stuff’ is not actually something created. Rather than existing, they are in fact an absence of something. In physics terminology there are a number of things we cannot measure. For example, there is no such thing as cold, it is simply an absence of heat; and darkness doesn’t really exist, it is simply an absence of light. Biologically speaking death is an absence of life. If we continue on this theme spiritually, we come to the idea that evil, then, is the absence of good. If we then see God’s nature and character as being the manifestation and expression of all that is good (the positive form), then hell, and the kingdom of darkness is simply a place or positioning where there is an absence or lack of all these things. On the other hand, where these things are breaking out, there you will find the Kingdom of God.

The second point is about integrity. Integrity has to do with wholeness. Again with the physics! If an object loses its integrity, it loses strength and often cannot be repaired to be used at full capacity again, if at all. As I have discussed a number of times with students, if we lose our integrity with others, it too is really difficult to get back. If we do something that damages our integrity, shows that we cannot be trusted, it is probably one of the most difficult things to repair. It is hard to forget when someone breaks our trust. Even though we might forgive, it damages the strength of the relationship. God’s integrity, however, cannot, by definition, be broken. If it were, He would cease to be perfect, He would cease to be God. It is that perfect integrity that makes Him who He is. And so, He must be faithful to His integrity.

If we call ourselves part of His Body, it leaves us with the question of the impact His integrity and faithfulness have on us and our relationship with both Him and others. 

Forgetting to Remember

We are fickle beings. Stuff that we really shouldn't remember, like that bad picture we saw, or the mean thing someone did, we can't get out of our heads. But on the flip side, for me, if it is not in my calendar getting to an appointment is far from guaranteed. The other day, I was further reminded of how sad my memory is as I caught myself checking my makeup in the passenger visor mirror in the car for the third time in a few minutes.

Somehow this led me to thinking about how God instructed the Israelites to practice remembering stuff. In particular, He wanted them to remember the stories about what He had done for them in the past. This started to tie into something larger for me as I “Bah, humbugged” my way toward Christmas and asked myself and my family about why we do this to ourselves every year.

I realised that the reason God gave these instructions to the Israelites was probably just as necessary to us today, even with all our technology and education. Personally, I am painfully aware of how very quickly I forget the blessings God has bestowed on me, His deliverance, His mercy, His provision, His love. There are times I can resemble a small child, feeling as though I have been abandoned as soon as my Parent is out of my zone of awareness for a minute.

Perhaps this is why we need to practice remembering. And I think it has to be more than simply remembering Bible verses or promises in our heads or a generalised “yep, God has been good to us in the past”. I think it has to be personal and specific and that it has to be with others. We have all probably experienced the extra impact that occurs when you share a story with someone else. Like my daughter surviving for half an hour after cutting herself on the deli slicer at work and only falling to pieces when she rang me, or the increased joy we feel when we get to share good news with a loved one, it is in sharing our experiences that they somehow become more real. Saying it out loud impacts us.

Something I have also become aware of more recently is the loss of formal celebrations in our communities. Growing up in a “high Anglican” church, although I found the liturgy tedious or repetitive at times, celebrating the different feast days and important dates always had a level of excitement because of the formality, which not only included words, but also actions. The symbolism of having no flowers, pictures or candles in the church during Lent did not perhaps affect me that much, but going along on Easter Saturday with everyone else in the church to scrub it from head to foot and prepare it with masses of flowers, candles and other regalia was special. And the fact that special clothes were worn and special incense was used (even though we joked about it at the time), only added to the sense of occasion and its importance. These things not only gave the celebration greater depth, but it also built a depth in the community from the shared experience.

Part of my struggle with Christmas this year was the amount of time I find myself taking to prepare for a few meals. I kept finding myself wondering what the point of it all is. However, I think perhaps this is part of the key. Celebrating and remembering properly does take work and effort. I have read material from people who have decided to return to celebrating the Sabbath. They have said the same thing. It takes a fair bit of extra work to prepare for a day without work, but, they have also said it is worth it, and it makes a difference to their whole life.

So I still have some work to do. Speeches and formality can be awkward in family situations. But without it, we lose the impact of remembering. And after all, remembering can also be fun. Perhaps it shouldn’t be forgotten!

Wrapping Up Christmas, or where is Jesus?

“How long, O Lord...how long?” Just like the Psalmist of old and many others before me, this has been my complaint for some time. If I am honest with myself, it drives me away from writing and sharing more quickly than anything else. Although I may have used the mental busy-ness of studies and family needs as a convenient excuse, deep down I find myself finally admitting that the struggles of continued waiting on God has had far greater impact.

More recently, the compelling urge to write has surfaced again, and so, in the post-Christmas down time, I find myself with time and energy to put fingers back to keyboard. In the middle of all this, somewhat unsurprisingly, I also found an answer to my own struggles that simultaneously met with my desire to find some meaning in the over-commercialised "holiday" we call Christmas.

As I reflected on and reconnected with the birth of Christ during December, a few things came together (as they often do), resulting in God speaking directly into my heart. 

The book of Revelation ends with a promise from Jesus that He will return, that He is coming soon. This Christmas, I was reminded again of how much of a parallel this word has with the promises the Jews (and others) were waiting on some 2000+ years ago. The promise of a Saviour was embedded deeply in their faith, and God's people often cried out to Him to send this Saviour to alleviate their suffering, to bring in His Kingdom.

Today, the promise of a Saviour is still relevant. Whether we are looking to Jesus’ ultimate return or simply for Him to ‘turn up’ in our present circumstances, to fulfil promises either specific or general in our lives, we long for His presence to be manifest with us and to see the in-breaking of His Kingdom in our world. Maybe we would like Him to turn up and ‘fix’ our circumstances, bring healing or blessings, or to ‘fix’ the world. Maybe we simply want to feel or experience His presence with us. Or perhaps, like Simeon and Anna at the temple, we are waiting to see the fulfilment of a promise or vision.

This Christmas, I was reminded of two things. The first is that when Jesus first came, it was in the fullness of time (see Galatians 4:4). He came then at exactly the right time for His purposes, and when He brings His purposes into our lives, again, it is at exactly the right time - not a moment too soon or too late.

The second is that, as I read my Bible and look around at both my own experiences and those of others, I realise anew that Jesus has already come, He does come, and He will come again. He is trustworthy, faithful and true. I can wait in the full assurance that in His timing, He will come into all my circumstances and He will bring His fulfilment of His vision and promises.

Amen. Come, Lord Jesus!

Living in spin.The truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth.

"Mum! There's nothing in this house to eat!" "You never wash my clothes!" "You never buy anything good to eat!" "You're/we're always late!" As a parent of a teenager, words like these are really good at pushing my buttons. Reflecting on why it gets to me me so much, I realise it is partly because it is usually blatantly untrue (therefore unjust!), but also, I think it is because this way of speaking seems to have become the norm for so much of our society. Not specifically, of course, but the style of exaggerating so much of what we say way past much semblance of the truth.

Actually, one of my pet hates at the moment is the excessive and inflated use of certain adjectives, particularly those such as "awesome", "fantastic" and "amazing". While I agree that it is good to be positive about and grateful for the various aspects of our lives, we can amplify this completely out of proportion to reality, or we use these words so often that they become ordinary; they lose their impact and sense of the special. For those listening (or reading) it can end up having the effect of making them feel as though their lives really could never match up (even though they are not too different). Alternatively when something truly out of the ordinary happens, we have no language left to use.

While, certainly, much of this hype has its source in advertising, where more and more outrageous claims seem to need to be made to be heard above the clamour of "consume, consume, consume", over-the-top adjectives and spinning the truth out to get a good emotive story appear to have become the norm in many facets of life. Media thrives on this (we are ever amused to hear an advertisement about a story on one or other of the current affairs programs which seems to bear little similarity to the actual story that appears, or has no substance underneath), as do our politicians. I have to say that I find it quite disturbing how little of the messages we get from politicians seem to be based on actual fact rather than innuendo and truth stretching.

And we are probably all familiar with the idea of the use of spin in public relations, but it is alarming how accepting we have become of this. In a discussion about the idea of a 'just war', John Howard Yoder says that the control of information or "spin" has become a "science and an art". However, he also states that "disinformation and spin control invalidate...administrators’ claim to legitimacy." The problem is, when we start to rely on "spin" to control the people around us, whether it be our parents, our children, or in wider organisations, we sacrifice our integrity and our credibility. People around us either start to tune out to anything we say, or simply become very sceptical and cynical about us and whatever we represent. 

Personally, for quite some time I have endeavoured to remove the words "always" and "never" from my vocabulary (except, of course, in relation to mathematical constructs!). Of course, to my analytical mind  these words are rarely true, and we can't prove it anyway, quite apart from the knowledge that this type of language tends to be unhelpfully inflammatory in personal discussions. I am reminded of Jesus' words in Matthew 5:37, where He says, "Let your 'Yes' be 'Yes' and your 'No' be 'No'". Although this was in regards to making promises, I think we can safely extrapolate it to mean 'be honest'. Tell it how it really is and don't dress it up to make other people happy or to manipulate them in any other way. Keep your integrity and credibility intact. Genuine honesty is such a rare commodity today and I think people really appreciate knowing that what you say is the truth, nothing more, nothing less. 

Winter...a poem

So it has happened.
Winter has come.
And its coldness and barrenness
Have shocked you, saddened you.
Even though you saw the signs,
Heard the warning,
The emptiness stretching ahead 
Without sign of abating
Seems to have the power to shrink your soul
Even just thinking about it.


How will you survive?


Just asking the question seems to open up a glimmer of a vista,
An iota of hope.
How have you survived winter in the past?
What did others do?


So instead of simply enduring, hibernating
It is time to be overt, proactive.
Seek out those places, people of warmth
Where conversations are filled with life
That will sustain and carry you.
Contemplate anew past promises for the future.
And above all, remember: 
The dying that is Winter 
Is essential
Before the New Life 
That is Spring
Can usher in

A new season.

Signs of the Seasons

I love Autumn. I love the mild, sunny days, the chill of the mornings and evenings, the smell of smoke drifting across, but most of all the changing trees. The colours of the leaves against the deep blue of the sky, or with the sun shining through making them even more vibrant floods my soul with joy and peace. And the way the leaves float lazily to the ground or fall in a flurry, like rain, with a gust of the breeze fills me with wonder. I find myself amazed by this whole process of the trees losing their leaves.


I have heard a number of scientific explanations, such as the fact that the leaves don't actually fall off, but are pushed off by next Spring's leaf buds. (This is how you know when a tree is dead as the leaves die but don't fall off.) Another explanation is regarding the sensitivity of the trees to the subtle changes in the weather, shorter days and cooler temperatures, that we as humans are largely unaware of or remain unaffected by.


Thinking about this I find myself reflecting again on the parallels between the natural world and the spiritual world. I am reminded of a couple of places in the Bible where Jesus also draws this parallel. In Matt 24:32, He says' "Now learn this lesson from the fig tree: As soon as its twigs get tender and its leaves come out, you know that summer is near." And in Matt 16:2-3, He rebukes the religious leaders looking for a sign, saying, 'When evening comes, you say, "It will be fair weather, for the sky is red", and in the morning, "Today will be stormy, for the sky is red and overcast."' He goes on to reprimand them that they have no problems working with the 'natural', but when it comes to the spiritual they, who are supposedly the experts in such matters, have no understanding.


When Jesus talks to His disciples in Matthew 24 about the signs they should expect in the 'end times', there is a sense of comfort rather than condemnation. I think that in our 'natural' state, we can tend to get fearful about what will happen in these times, rather than simply being informed. Something I read this morning triggered the thought that when we worry and fear our circumstances, the things happening to us and around us, we are actually behaving in a way that is not trusting God. Trusting Him is not something that is automatic, or our natural bent. We have to work at it in the little things - like a muscle, trust gets stronger and grows as we use it. It also comes from relationship. We will struggle to trust those we do not know well.


Being informed also involves deepening our relationship with God. We need to practice hearing in the Spirit, spending time listening to God and asking the right questions, so that like the trees, we increase in our sensitivity to the signs of the times, we recognise the changing spiritual seasons. We then need to place those signs in the right context of our Biblical understanding, so we are not afraid but informed. The signs are not there to bring judgement or condemnation on us, but to help us to live with the changes as they happen. Just as Autumn, in the natural, is a sign to prepare for the hardships of winter, stocking up, harvesting, preparing a warm cosy place, so are the signs we see in the spiritual world there to help us be prepared, like the wise virgins of Matt 25.