Before There Was a Bible

Before There Was a Bible

Before There Was a Bible

Before There Was a Bible

Knowing Him… not just knowing about Him
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When I was about twelve years old, my father took me to a small Baptist church in Pontiac, Michigan.

A woman named Corrie ten Boom was speaking that evening.

Her Dutch accent was thick, and I didn’t understand everything she said. But something happened that night that I didn’t fully understand at the time… and yet it has stayed with me for more than fifty years.

She spoke about Jesus differently than anyone I had ever heard.

She wasn’t simply explaining Bible verses.

She wasn’t presenting theology.

She spoke about Jesus the way someone talks about a trusted friend — someone she had walked with through very difficult years, someone she knew personally.

Until that night, most of what I had heard about Jesus came through sermons explaining what the Bible says about Him.

But that evening I heard something different.

I heard someone speak as though Jesus were real… present… personal.

She didn’t just know about Him.

She knew Him.

That moment stirred a quiet question that has followed me ever since:

What does it mean to truly know Jesus?

Not simply to know what the Bible says about Him…

but to actually walk with Him?

Before There Was a Bible

Later, I began noticing something surprising in Scripture itself.

Adam had no Bible.

Enoch had no Bible.

Noah had no Bible.

Abraham had no Bible.

Yet Scripture describes these people very simply:

They walked with God.

They listened.

They followed.

Enoch “walked with God.”
Abraham trusted the One calling him and stepped into the unknown.
Moses spoke with God in the wilderness.
David continually sought God’s guidance.

All of this happened long before anyone held a printed Bible in their hands.

The story came first.

The book came later.

The Scriptures we treasure today are the preserved testimony of people who encountered the living God and told the story.

The Voice of the Shepherd

When Jesus came, He described this relationship in deeply personal language:

“My sheep hear my voice; I know them, and they follow me.”
John 10:27

Notice the words Jesus chose:

Voice
Knowing
Following

This is the language of relationship.

Sheep recognize a shepherd’s voice because they have spent time with him.

They know what he sounds like.

Jesus also said:

“You search the Scriptures because you think that in them you have eternal life; and it is they that testify about me.”
John 5:39

Scripture is precious because it points us to Him.

But the invitation has always been to come to the One the Scriptures reveal.

Not simply to learn about Him…

but to know Him.

Something We May Have Missed

Over the years I have often noticed what happens when someone begins turning toward God.

We hand them a Bible.

We encourage them to attend church.

We tell them to pray.

And those things certainly have value.

But sometimes I wonder if we unintentionally leave them feeling alone.

It can feel a little like handing a newborn a book and saying, “Now grow.”

We offer information…

but often very little help learning how to walk with Him.

Very little conversation about recognizing His voice.

Very little reassurance that relationship with God grows over time.

Yet Jesus promised that His followers would not be left alone.

“When the Spirit of truth comes, he will guide you into all truth.”
John 16:13

Paul wrote:

“Those who are led by the Spirit of God are the children of God.”
Romans 8:14

Led.

Guided.

Walking.

These are relational words.

Not the language of distant religion…

but of living relationship.

The Story Continues

The Bible is a beautiful witness to how people encountered God across generations.

Abraham trusted Him.

Moses spoke with Him.

David cried out to Him.

The disciples walked with Him.

Their stories were preserved so we could recognize what it looks like to live in relationship with the living God.

And in a very real sense, the story continues.

Not as new Scripture…

but as new lives being shaped by the same God who has always drawn near to His people.

Every time someone learns to trust Him…

every time someone senses His leading…

every time someone discovers His faithfulness in a difficult season…

the story continues.

Just as I sensed something in Corrie ten Boom so many years ago — not merely knowledge about God, but a life lived with Him.

The Invitation Still Stands

Jesus did not invite people into mere religious knowledge.

He invited them into relationship.

He invited them to follow Him.

To walk with Him.

To learn the sound of His voice.

Perhaps the invitation is simpler than we have made it.

Slow down.

Draw near.

Speak honestly.

Listen.

Because the Shepherd still speaks…
and He still leads those who are willing to walk with Him.

A Question to Consider

Do we sometimes spend more time learning about God…

than learning to recognize His voice?

He is not distant.

He is not silent.

He is near.

And He still invites us to know Him.

Prayer

Lord,

Teach me to know You… not just know about You.

Quiet the noise in my life so I can recognize Your voice.

Give me courage to trust You, even while I am still learning.

Draw me closer to Your heart.

Help me walk with You, one step at a time.

Amen.

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Many people quietly wonder if there is more to knowing God than simply learning information about Him. What if He is inviting us into something more personal… more real… more alive?

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When Hope Walked Beside Them

When Hope Walked Beside Them

When Hope Walked Beside Them

When Hope Walked Beside Them

The Road to Emmaus
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Two men walked slowly down a dusty road leading away from Jerusalem.

Just three days earlier they had watched their teacher, Jesus of Nazareth, executed on a Roman cross. They had believed he was the Messiah—the one God had promised would rescue Israel and restore His kingdom.

But now their rabbi was dead.

Or at least... that’s what they thought.

As they walked, they tried to make sense of what had happened. Everything they believed about God and the Messiah no longer seemed to fit the reality they had just witnessed.

Luke records their quiet confession:

“We had hoped that he was the one who was going to redeem Israel.”
Luke 24:21

Those three words say everything.

We had hoped.

Their expectations had collapsed. The Messiah they believed in had been nailed to a Roman cross.

And the Messiah isn’t supposed to die like that.

Everything they believed about the promises of God suddenly seemed impossible.

A Stranger on the Road

As they walked, a stranger approached and began walking beside them.

They didn’t realize it was Jesus.

He asked what they were discussing, and the men poured out their confusion. They told him about the arrest, the crucifixion, the empty tomb, and the strange reports from women who claimed angels had said Jesus was alive.

The stranger listened.

Then he began to speak.

Starting with Moses and continuing through the prophets, he explained how the Scriptures had always pointed toward a Messiah who would suffer before entering his glory.

For miles along that dusty road, he unfolded the story of Scripture.

The Passover lamb.
The suffering servant of Isaiah.
The promises hidden in the Psalms.

Something inside them was stirring.

Later they would say to each other:

“Did not our hearts burn within us while he talked with us on the road and opened the Scriptures to us?”
Luke 24:32

But at the time they still didn’t understand.

Something in their hearts recognized truth... even while their minds struggled to believe it. Their hearts sensed something their grief would not yet allow them to accept.

Because if what this stranger was saying was true, then their rabbi could not really be gone.

And that was almost too much to hope for.

When Hope Collapses

Anyone who has lived long enough knows moments like this.

Moments when something you believed deeply suddenly falls apart.

A prayer you were certain God would answer goes unanswered.
A direction you believed God was leading suddenly collapses.
A situation you thought God would surely protect turns out very differently.

You look at what happened and quietly say the same words those men spoke:

“We had hoped...”

Moments like that are not limited to the pages of Scripture.

I remember a moment in my own life when I believed I knew exactly what God would do.

A young boy lived in my home for a time—a child from a deeply abusive situation. I loved him like a son. When the day came for a judge to decide where he would live, I had no doubt about the outcome.

No just judge would send a child back into abuse.

No loving God would allow it.

But the decision came, and the boy was sent back to the very place we had hoped to rescue him from.

I fell to the ground that day and screamed at God.

For a long time I couldn’t even speak to God.

It felt as though everything I believed about Him had collapsed.

The Moment Everything Changed

Back on the road to Emmaus, the two men finally reached their village. The stranger prepared to continue down the road, but they urged him to stay for the evening.

So they sat down together at the table.

The stranger took the bread.

He blessed it.

He broke it.

And suddenly their eyes were opened.

It was Jesus.

The one they thought they had lost had been walking beside them the entire afternoon.

And then—just as suddenly—he vanished from their sight.

Looking back on the walk, the men said something remarkable:

“Did not our hearts burn within us while he talked with us on the road?”

Only later did they realize what had been happening.

Jesus had been with them the entire time.

Emmaus Was Not an Event

Many people today hear the word Emmaus and think of organized retreats or special gatherings meant to create a powerful spiritual experience.

But the original Emmaus story was much simpler.

Two disappointed men were just walking down a road, trying to make sense of a painful moment in their lives.

They weren’t attending a gathering.
They weren’t expecting a spiritual encounter.

They were simply talking.

And somewhere along that quiet road, Jesus joined them.

Emmaus wasn’t a planned experience.

It was the sudden realization that the risen Christ had been walking beside them long before they recognized him.

The Road We All Walk

Life eventually brings most of us to a road like that.

A place where our understanding of God feels shaken.
A place where hope feels fragile.
A place where the story we expected doesn’t unfold the way we believed it would.

Sometimes we walk that road for years.

But over time I have begun to realize something that those two men discovered that evening.

Even on the roads where we feel most alone...

Christ is still walking beside us.

Sometimes we don’t recognize Him at first.

But He is there—listening, teaching, patiently opening our hearts to truths we cannot yet see.

My story with that boy is not finished yet.

I would love to say everything worked out the way I once believed it would. It didn’t.

But I stand on something today that I did not understand then.

That’s what the men on the Emmaus road eventually discovered.

God isn’t the victor yet.
But He will be.

And until that day comes, I hold on to this quiet hope:

The road is not empty.
Christ is still walking beside us.
Have you ever wondered if Christ might be closer than you think—walking beside you on the very road where you believed hope had disappeared?

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What Happens When We Die?

What Happens When We Die?

What Happens When We Die?

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What Happens When We Die?

A Hope Bigger Than Heaven

Not long ago I had surgery that required several hours under anesthesia.

I remember lying there talking with the nurse and the anesthesiologist. They were asking routine questions, adjusting things, making small talk. Everything felt very ordinary.

And then suddenly I was waking up.

There was no sense of drifting off. No awareness of time passing. No memory of hours going by.

One moment I was talking… and the next moment they were waking me up.

But something else struck me.

I was no longer in the same room.

My body had been moved. Different people were standing around me. Hours had passed, but to me it felt like a moment.

And in that moment I found myself wondering something every human eventually wonders.

If death is anything like that… what happens next?

Death as Sleep

The Bible often describes death using a surprisingly gentle word.

Sleep.

The prophet Daniel wrote:

“Many of those who sleep in the dust of the earth shall awake, some to everlasting life.”
— Daniel 12:2

When Jesus spoke about Lazarus, He said:

“Our friend Lazarus has fallen asleep, but I go to awaken him.”
— John 11:11

And the apostle Paul comforted grieving believers by speaking of those who had “fallen asleep.”

“We do not want you to be uninformed about those who sleep in death…”
— 1 Thessalonians 4:13

Early Christians used this language so often that the word cemetery actually comes from a Greek word meaning sleeping place.

Perhaps that metaphor is more meaningful than we realize.

From our perspective, death may feel something like falling asleep under anesthesia.

One moment we close our eyes… and the next moment we awaken.

Being With Christ

Yet the Bible also speaks about death in another way. The apostle Paul wrote:

“My desire is to depart and be with Christ, for that is far better.”
— Philippians 1:23

“To be away from the body is to be at home with the Lord.”
— 2 Corinthians 5:8

Even Jesus told the thief beside Him on the cross:

“Today you will be with me in paradise.”
— Luke 23:43

So Scripture holds two ideas at once.

Death is described as sleep.

And death is described as being with Christ.

But perhaps those two ideas are not as different as they first appear.

Even if centuries pass between death and resurrection, the one who dies may experience it as the very next moment.

Like awakening from a deep sleep.

The Real Focus of the New Testament

Yet when we read the New Testament carefully, something surprising emerges.

The central Christian hope is not simply “going to heaven when we die.”

In fact, the Bible rarely speaks about that idea at all.

Instead, it consistently points to something far more radical:

Resurrection.

Paul writes:

“If the dead are not raised, then Christ has not been raised… and those who have fallen asleep in Christ have perished.”
— 1 Corinthians 15:16–18

Notice what Paul does not say.

He does not say, “Don’t worry, they are already in heaven.” Instead he insists that everything depends on resurrection.

Jesus spoke the same way:

“Everyone who looks to the Son and believes in him shall have eternal life, and I will raise them up on the last day.”
— John 6:40

The promise is not escape from the body.

It is the redemption of the body.

Paul writes:

“We wait eagerly for the redemption of our bodies.”
— Romans 8:23

Why the Early Christians Insisted on Resurrection

The early Christians insisted on a phrase that may sound unusual to modern ears:

“The resurrection of the body.”

They defended those words fiercely.

The Greek world around them believed salvation meant the soul escaping the body. In Greek philosophy the body was often viewed as a prison.

That idea slowly worked its way into Christian imagination, which is why many people today assume the ultimate goal is simply “going to heaven.”

But the apostles taught something very different.

They believed God created the world and called it good.

So redemption could not mean abandoning creation.

It had to mean restoring it.

Resurrection is God’s declaration that creation itself is worth saving.

Paul writes:

“The creation waits with eager longing… the creation itself will be set free from its bondage to decay.”
— Romans 8:19–21

Not just people.

Creation itself.

The earth.

The cosmos.

Everything God made.

A Vision of All Creation Praising God

In the book of Revelation there is a moment that is almost impossible to comprehend.

John writes:

“...I heard every creature in heaven and on earth and under the earth and in the sea… saying: ‘To him who sits on the throne and to the Lamb be blessing and honor and glory and power forever and ever.’”
— Revelation 5:13

Try to picture that moment.

Every creature that has ever lived.

Every voice.

Every corner of creation.

All joining in praise.

If it truly is every creature, a question naturally rises in the heart:

Why are they praising?

That is a mystery I continue to wrestle with.

But whatever the answer may be, this much seems clear, the victory of Christ is far larger than we often imagine.

The Bible spends far less time explaining what happens when we die
than it does promising that death will not have the final word.

The Hope of the Gospel

The story of Scripture does not end with souls leaving the earth.

It ends with God making all things new.

Biblical hope is not wishful thinking.
It is confidence in a promise God has already begun to fulfill.

And so perhaps the deepest promise of the gospel is this.

The hope of the gospel is not escape.
The hope is that God refuses to abandon His creation.

The One Who Holds the Future

Jesus said:

“I am the resurrection and the life. Whoever believes in me, though he die, yet shall he live.”
— John 11:25

The One who created this world.

The One who entered it.

The One who defeated death within Himself and rose again.

And the One who promises that one day

He will make all things new.

We cannot fully understand what waits beyond this life.

But we can trust the One who waits for us there.

A Prayer

Father,

There is so much about the life beyond this one that we do not understand.

But we thank You that our future does not rest in our understanding.

It rests in You.

You are the God who created this world and called it good.

You are the God who entered our world in Jesus Christ.

You are the God who defeated death through the cross and resurrection.

And You are the God who promises that one day You will make all things new.

Teach us to trust You.

Teach us to live with courage and peace.

And remind us that death is not the end of the story.

Because Jesus is the resurrection and the life.

Amen.

A Question for You

Death is the one reality every human being must face.

But perhaps the deeper question is not simply what happens when we die.

Perhaps the deeper question is this:

Do we trust the One who holds the future?

Because if Jesus truly is the resurrection and the life…

death is not the end of the story.

It is only the beginning of the next chapter.

If this article encouraged you, please consider sharing it with someone who may be wrestling with the same questions about life and death.

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Run Toward Zion

Run Toward Zion

Run Toward Zion

Run Toward Zion

Picture two mountains.

One trembles beneath thunder and fire. The air is thick with warning. No one dares draw near. Even Moses trembles.

That was Sinai.

But the writer of Hebrews tells us something astonishing:

“You have not come to what may be touched, a blazing fire and darkness and gloom and a tempest…
But you have come to Mount Zion and to the city of the living God, the heavenly Jerusalem, and to innumerable angels in festal gathering…”

Hebrews 12:18, 22

You have not come to terror.
You have come to celebration.

You have not come to distance.
You have come to belonging — to God, to the spirits of the righteous made perfect, to Jesus, the mediator of a new covenant.

This is not future language.

This is arrival language.


Why We Run

Earlier in the same chapter we are told:

“Let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith…”

Hebrews 12:1–2

Author.
Finisher.

And on the cross, that same Jesus cried out:

“It is finished.”

John 19:30

Finished.

Not partially done.
Not awaiting your contribution.
Not dependent on your religious stamina.

It was finished before you understood it.
Finished before you responded to it.
Finished before you even knew you needed it.

Maybe the reason you have struggled to run is because you thought you were still standing at Sinai.

No one runs toward condemnation. No one runs toward a God they believe must be appeased. You run toward life. You run toward hope. You run toward something that is already calling your name.


Awakening

For many of us, faith began with pressure.

Say the right words.
Mean them enough.
Hold on tightly.

And quietly, beneath the surface, there was always the question:

Was it enough?

But what if the Gospel was never meant to rest on the strength of your grip?

What if it rests on His?

Scripture says:

“God was in Christ reconciling the world to Himself, not counting their trespasses against them.”

2 Corinthians 5:19

God was in Christ.

Reconciling.

Not waiting to reconcile.
Not deciding whether to reconcile.

Reconciling.

And Jesus said:

“No one can come to Me unless the Father who sent Me draws him.”

John 6:44

He draws.
He opens.
He reveals.

This is not about manufacturing belief. It is about seeing clearly.

You don’t make reconciliation happen.

You awaken to the fact that it has already happened.

And when that realization lands — when it moves from concept to reality — something inside you exhales.

Fear begins to lose its grip.

Performance begins to lose its urgency.

You turn — not because someone cornered you, not because you are terrified of missing heaven, but because you have seen goodness.

Repentance is not panic.

It is clarity.

It is the moment your heart recognizes home.


Freedom

When your eyes open, the old way of living — fear-driven, shame-shaped, always managing sin — begins to feel like slavery and death compared to life and freedom.

What once felt normal begins to feel narrow. What once felt powerful begins to feel hollow.

The habits that once defined you loosen their grip — not because you are managing them better, but because your eyes are fixed on Him.

And when your eyes are fixed on Him, you run.

Not because you are being chased.

But because you have seen something better.


You Have Come

Hebrews does not say you will come. It says:

“You have come to Mount Zion…”

Hebrews 12:22

You have come to a kingdom that cannot be shaken. You have come to festal gathering. You have come to Jesus.

And then the writer says:

“Therefore let us be grateful for receiving a kingdom that cannot be shaken, and thus let us offer to God acceptable worship, with reverence and awe, for our God is a consuming fire.”

Hebrews 12:28–29

A consuming fire — not the fire of terror, but the fire that burns away what enslaves you. The fire that refines. The fire that frees.


Run

This is not about trying harder.

It is about lifting your eyes.

The Kingdom has come near. The reconciliation is real. “It is finished” was not a whisper of defeat; it was a cry of victory.

You are not standing at Sinai.

You are invited to Zion.

You are not running from wrath.

You are running toward life.

So run.

Run toward the living hope. Run toward the kingdom that cannot be shaken. Run toward the One who authored your faith and finished it.

Today, lay down the weight you have been carrying. Stop managing what has already been overcome. Fix your eyes on Jesus — and run.

Because the Gospel is greater than we imagined.

And the Kingdom is already here.


Prayer

Father,

Open my eyes.

Where fear has shaped my view of You, replace it with truth. Where I have stood at a distance, show me that I have already come near. Where I have tried to manage what You have already finished, teach me to trust.

Draw me.

Fix my eyes on Jesus.

Teach me to run — not from shame, but toward freedom. Not toward Sinai, but toward Zion.

Thank You that in Christ, it is finished.

Teach me to live like that is true.

Amen.

Treasured Possession

Treasured Possession

Treasured Possession

Treasured Possession

A Question Worth Sitting With

If Jesus had begun with your worst moment, where would you be?

When the religious leaders dragged the woman caught in adultery into the street, they were certain they were helping. (John 8:3–11)

They had Scripture.
They had evidence.
They had behavior to correct.

But Jesus knelt in the dust.

He protected her before He corrected her.

He silenced the accusers before He addressed her sin.

Only after her dignity was restored did He say,
“Go and sin no more.”

Belonging came first.

And when Zacchaeus hid in a tree — compromised, corrupt, despised — Jesus did not demand reform. (Luke 19:1–10)

He said,
“I’m coming to your house.”

Presence before repentance.
Invitation before restitution.

And Zacchaeus changed.

Where We Often Start

There is a quiet instinct in religious spaces:

“If I fix what you’re doing, I’m helping you.”

Correct the behavior.
Adjust the practice.
Remove the questionable thing.

But Scripture says,
“Man looks at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart.” (1 Samuel 16:7)

God has never started with behavior.
He has always started with the heart.

When we start with behavior, we often miss the heart that needs healing.

I know what it feels like to wonder if I am enough —
to quietly believe that if I just fixed one more thing, I would finally be safe with God.

There were years when I thought holiness meant constant correction —
and I grew tired of trying to fix myself.

Maybe you have too.

Maybe you’ve felt like an improvement project.
Like you are one mistake away from disappointment.
Like you must adjust something before you can come close.

So you reach for something tangible.

Our Tangibles

Every tradition has its tangibles.

Some carry a rosary.
Some carry a leather-bound Bible like a shield.
Some lean on theological precision.
Some rely on spiritual experience.
Some cling to moral performance.

The forms are different.
The instinct is the same.

We reach for something we can hold because trusting Someone we cannot control or see feels vulnerable.

Sometimes the things we use to measure others are the very things we are using to steady ourselves.

But Jesus keeps inviting you to Himself.

Segullah

And if you still wonder how God sees you,
listen to the language He chose.

“Now therefore, if you will indeed obey My voice and keep My covenant, you shall be My treasured possession among all peoples, for all the earth is Mine.” (Exodus 19:5)

All the earth is Mine.

And yet,

You shall be My treasured possession.

Segullah.

A royal treasure.
Set apart.
Held close.
Reserved for the King Himself.

I created you.
I chose you.
I desired you.

You — yes, you.

You are My most treasured possession.

Not barely tolerated.
Not managed.
Not on probation.
Not one misstep away from rejection.

Treasured.
Wanted.
Deeply loved.

Come Directly

Come to Him directly.

No interpreter.
No religious middleman.
No spiritual résumé.

“Let us then with confidence draw near to the throne of grace…” (Hebrews 4:16)

Not after improvement.
Not once you feel worthy.
Now.

Come in your brokenness.
Come in your confusion.
Come in your weariness.

Sit.
Soak.
Rest.

He is not waiting for a better version of you.

He takes great pleasure in you — His segullah.

Start here.

Let Him do what He does best.

What if the distance you feel is not coming from Him?

What if the thing you have been trying to fix is not your behavior…
but your belief that you are barely tolerated?

What would change if you truly believed you are already wanted and deeply loved?

Prayer

Father, quiet the voices that tell me I must improve before I am invited.

Heal the places in me that still believe I am barely tolerated.

Open my eyes to Your love.

Teach me to come to You directly — without fear, without performance, without shame.

Let Your love do what my striving never could. Amen.