A singing heart
A poster once told me I could not believe the creeds, I was just parroting them, brain washed. Now they could have been right. Or rather my heart sang in agreement to the truths, sang.
The question was not my singing but their doubt. In their walk, hypocrisy, pretending,, trying to know the form of the walk but not its power had broken in. So the words for them were empty shells, as they had lost their faith, and farce is all they heard. I know this emotional reality, I have seen it to, unbelievers speaking words of power and grace but no heart.
I would suggest to such as these a walk of discovery of their own heart and where they actually stand and who Jesus is to them. Only here will a song arise. And in the Lord I say this is our eternal song, literally, eternal. God bless you
A poster once told me I could not believe the creeds, I was just parroting them, brain washed. Now they could have been right. Or rather my heart sang in agreement to the truths, sang.
The question was not my singing but their doubt. In their walk, hypocrisy, pretending,, trying to know the form of the walk but not its power had broken in. So the words for them were empty shells, as they had lost their faith, and farce is all they heard. I know this emotional reality, I have seen it to, unbelievers speaking words of power and grace but no heart.
I would suggest to such as these a walk of discovery of their own heart and where they actually stand and who Jesus is to them. Only here will a song arise. And in the Lord I say this is our eternal song, literally, eternal. God bless you