I am learning... Part 2

“May grace and peace be multiplied to [me] in the knowledge of God and of Jesus our Lord.”  (2 Peter 1:2, ESV)

This verse really struck me now, and I can’t believe I’ve totally missed this before!  This verse just tells me that grace and peace can be multiplied in the knowledge of God and of Jesus Christ.  Or, another way of saying it is that the knowledge of God and of Jesus Christ has the capacity/power to multiply grace and peace to me.

Now, this struck me because I pride myself as someone who has quite many knowledge of God and of Christ (as far as information is concerned).  I mean, that’s why I’ve volunteered in a student ministry even if I’ve already graduated in college, worked in a broadcast ministry for seven years now, enrolled myself in theological and missions courses, read my Bible in three different versions already, and having Philip Yancey and CS Lewis as my favourite Christian writers.   It’s because of these (and more) that I’ve gathered many, many knowledge of God and of Christ already!  I wouldn’t say though I have enough coz there’s surely room for more, but then I wouldn’t also say I really lacked with the basic knowledge.  But then, I realize, to my surprise and shame, that I lack grace for myself… and in fact, right now, there’s just no peace in my heart!  So many matters, issues and concerns are bothering my thoughts.

Now, if I really say that I have knowledge of God and of Christ, then why don’t I have this peace?  Something must be wrong with my understanding of God!  Something’s amiss about my perspective of God!

So, for the self-check now…  What have I come to know God so far, and how should that mean and matter to me?

GOD IS LOVE.  This is the first thing that came to my mind.  Now, if God IS love, then something’s wrong about the way I understand this because I keep on searching for love that goes really, really deep into me.  That God IS love should reach to me so deep to the point that it will give me grace and peace and will multiply in me.  I really shouldn’t be anxious about my singleness and sexuality because God’s love is what and should define me, and gives me purpose.

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