Have you ever heard the phase and wondered what it might mean: “… the faith of the son of God…” [Galatian 2:20 KJV].
Imagine a child to whom has been told stories about the interesting circumstances surrounding his birth. He believes his parents all the more when he hears the words of the ‘Law and Prophets’; when he sees them for himself. Then one day he assumes the place of the one spoken of; and starts seeing and carrying himself as one to lie in wait for and crush the head of the serpent; the seed of Abraham [Genesis 3:15 ASV]; the Messiah, the anointed one [Daniel 9:25 ASV, JND]…. He becomes Jesus, the Christ, as he believes what is written of Him; living according to His faith that “in the volume of the book, it is written of me…” [Psalm 40:7 KJV]. His faith was vindicated for it was anchored on truth. So that it was that, for Him to experience His sonship of God, as designed, He needed to express faith on the words of God about His life — the model for Christianity.
The world will always feel the effect of this faith of the son of God, regardless of the faith of the world.
When you look
though the lens of a camera,
to all but that which the lens leads you to.
where the lens through which you look
belong to the eyes of God.
The eyes of God,
they see all;
they see everything in every way to be seen.
Did losing the battle mean winning the war? Or was it just a loss on the way to the victory that ended all battles.
One example of the former:
The fight was real but it was at the same time contrived to ensure the victory that sealed the fate of all, according to their choices. God in His wisdom provided a quasi Trojan horse solution to the desire of man for the otherwise unattainable true nirvana.
Today is indeed a good (Fri)day: we commemorate the battle that won the war; the battle where the Protagonist died. “It is finished,” He said. And it was so. And He came back alive!
Didn’t look like a good month half way gone
Looked like I’d end up where I didn’t want
Like a flood it sees me fighting
Finding a way to make better this that I have
It would seem like I suffer
But God knows how it has worked out to my rise
I am grateful for chance
That strange luck
I am grateful for open doors
The good fortune that I’ve got