What 's Of It From Me? Essay
For me? Everything. From me? Not a whole lot. I recently shared some of these findings with a friend. Needless to say, he was pretty affected by it. Towards the end of the conversation, he looked at me and said, “You’re a prophet.” That made me pause. “I’m making no such claims. I’ve had no visitation from the Lord.”, I said. He answered with a touch of forcefulness, “But you feel the Lord has revealed this to you. No?” I replied, “Yes. I believe so.”
There’s a two-sided risk here; both of which tout myself as something I’m not. I dare not paint myself as some authority on par with scripture. I can assure you I am not. There is no, “Thus sayeth the Lord” to any of my words. But on the other hand, heaven forbid I should take credit or glory for something I feel the Lord has revealed to me, as if pretending the material in this book is the result of Bible scholarship. I can assure you, I am neither a prophet nor a Bible scholar. Yet I believe God’s hand is in this. I had a family member ask me what I thought God’s purpose in this was. I told him, “I only sense one thing from the Lord—Him telling me, ‘Write.’”; not what to write— just, write.
Christ asked his disciples, “Who do you say I am?” Peter answered, “You are the Christ, the Son of the Living God.” (Matthew 16:16). Jesus told him that flesh and blood did not reveal this truth but rather His Father in heaven had revealed it to him. This was at a time when Peter was still the bumbling impulsive…