I was snuggled on my father’s knee, while around me a packed room listened raptly to the amazing stories of the Missionary on the platform. He was an anointed evangelist; even without understanding, I was captivated by ‘something’! As he drew his talk to a close, he began to make an appeal and, suddenly, flipped his message to speak to the boys and girls. I remember coming to attention, astonished that he was talking to me, and considering his suggestion that if I wanted to know Yahshua as the children in his villages did, I should raise my hand and he would pray for me.
My heart began to pound, I had a breathless feeling that if I did raise my hand something wonderful would happen! After a moment, I asked my Dad if I could, and he answered seriously, “It’s up to you.” I was stunned; was he saying ‘No!’? Eventually, I decided I wanted to do this, and Daddy wasn’t saying, ‘No!’, but ‘choose’! Tentatively I raised my hand and was hugely relieved to hear, “I see your hand, little girl.” I was about four years old!
I have had, therefore, the remarkable privilege of spending my life in the Presence of Yahweh; so, what do I know about Him? So much – and so little! The Bible is woven throughout with descriptions of His many attributes, and the more time I spend with Him the more I prove the incredible wonder of all that He is; and that the Biblical records only scratch the surface of His depths. One lifetime is insufficient to know Yahweh, we have no words by which to describe Him for we have no experience of another such Being; He is unique in the truest sense of the word.
Novatian, a theologian from the mid-third century, wrote this, “The conception of [Yahweh] as He is can only be grasped in one way---by thinking of Him as a Being whose attributes and greatness are beyond our powers of understanding, or even of thought.” Treat Him with the respect that this merits, and, meanwhile, search for Him with all your heart, He can never be a disappointment.
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