I have a confession to make: eighteen days ago I abandoned
my daily Bible reading. I know it was exactly that long because I had been
using a computer reading program to keep me accountable. The electronic
accountability model had been working; I read through the entire Bible in one
year, and I was on a second pass through in a different translation with a
different schedule. I had been faltering a little in my regularity, missing a
day or two and playing catch-up, but then I stopped altogether.
The shame or guilt or something finally overcame me this
morning and I cranked up the computer and opened my Bible study program. I was
surprised to find it had been eighteen days; it felt longer. Ironically my delinquency
began exactly one week after I had preached a sermon that was heavily loaded
with accusations that we Christians don’t read our Bibles often enough.
According the the Barna group, the number of Christians who don’t read their
Bible more than once a week is alarming, especially in light of the fact that
over sixty percent say they want to follow Jesus more closely in their daily
lives. The article asks the obvious question: how can one learn to follow more
closely without reading the followers’ manual?
In my case the question becomes why I suddenly stopped
reading; I know better. I could blame a changed schedule or a series of early
morning meetings that pre-empted my reading time. The truth is, however, that I
stopped wanting to read because I didn’t like way it was making me feel. I had
completed the books of Moses and Joshua and Judges. I was half-way through
First Samuel when I quit. My problem was the way my daily reading was
conflicting with my daily writing. I am working on a book that explores ways to
present the gospel to twenty-first century people. The sometimes violent,
seemingly arbitrary way God operated with His people in the Old Testament was
upsetting me. How does one make the fire and brimstone God of Mount Sinai
relevant today?
The dilemma was beginning to depress me. I was even beginning
to wonder if the so-called neo-evangelicals were right to downplay certain
aspects of God and elevate others. After all, “God is love” sells much better
than “God is wrathful.” The problem is, if you are going to read the Bible
consistently, you are going to come to the conclusion that God is wrathful. I don’t particularly like
that, and the delicately sensitive, politically correct masses in 2017
certainly won’t like that. I can totally understand why Rob Bell went the way
he did. (If you don’t know Bell, read my series
of blogs.)
I have come back to the realization that I am not supposed
to like or understand everything God has done or will do. I must either believe
what the Bible reveals about the Creator, or I must join the moderns and invent
my own creator. The second option is even more depressing than trying to explain
the God Who Annihilates Canaanites to today’s pagans. The Old Testament is
bloody; get over it. The New Testament reveals the culmination of the bloody
story. As ugly as it sometimes appears, there is beauty in blood as Crystal
Lewis sang, “The cross, stained by blood/ The beauty of the cross/ Healing
for the lost/ The cross.”
I suppose God could have reinterpreted the redemption story
for every new period in human history in an effort to make it easier to
explain, perhaps more palatable. But He didn’t. Nor does He need to, really.
The idea that God is sovereign and humans must bow to His will is distasteful
to pagans in any age, but well depicted by sacrifice in every age. That God
should sacrifice His own Son to bring about the final restitution for human
failings is outrageous. That is precisely why we must continue to read our
Bibles regularly. God’s ways are not our ways, but God’s way is the only way to
ultimate peace and eternal satisfaction. I must keep reading to renew my mind
lest I be conformed to the world. Eighteen days was about seventeen days too
long for me.