My source of strength is Christ and His Word. Christ and His Word are one. And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us. The King of kings and Lord of lords who came to dwell among us and died for our sins is called the Word of God (see Rev. 19:13). No wonder the author of Hebrews wrote:
For the word of God is living and active, sharper than any two-edged sword, piercing to the division of soul and of spirit, of joints and ofmarrow, and discerning the thoughts and intentions of the heart. (Heb. 4:12)
The Word of God is living and powerful.
You may have heard and read that countless times it has lost its effect in you. But that is very wrong.
God’s Word is light, strength, and life. And because it is living, it does. It acts. It moves. Because of the Word, God is not a distant, unapproachable God. We can know Him intimately through His Word, as intimate as it can ever be, like His very life courses through our veins. We are the branch, He is the Vine. We live in the Vine, being nourished by it every single day. And the deeper we are rooted in Him, the deeper we’ll know Him, the more our faith is strengthened, and the more we become bold and courageous to face the future, although now we may be in a difficult place. But we can see past all that, because we trust in the Word – God’s promises – and we hold onto each one.
My love story with the Word began when one of the beautiful children of our beloved pastor counselled me when I was still a baby in Christ: “Immerse yourself in the Word of God”. She spoke the words with so much intensity that I nodded vigorously and resolved to immerse myself in the Word beginning that day.
There were months when I was very sick and weak that I couldn’t hold my large KJV Bible let alone read it, so I would ask one of the house helps to read for me. If they read only in Tagalog, I asked for a Tagalog Bible and it was fine with me. By reading to me everyday, one of them fell in love with the Word, too, that she asked for her own copy of the Bible and read late into the night. Later on, that nanny received the Lord Jesus Christ as her Lord and Savior and was baptized in water in His name
I’ve been ill for almost 12 years now and long seasons of intense sickness and suffering had come and gone. During a particularly hard year, I discovered audiobible. And it was heaven! I would listen to chapter upon chapter, even whole books, until I would fall asleep.
Then there came a time just recently, in one of those hard seasons, that even listening made my heartbeat erratic and my breathing more labored. So, it became both hard to read and listen. It had come to that. Singing audibly was the very first one to go. So, I couldn’t count on that, either. But I could still pray. I prayed God’s Word. I declared them powerfully in my heart.
A few months ago, I uploaded an ESV Bible to my Kindle. I thought reading on Kindle would be a lot easier for me. And the Lord met me where I stepped out in faith. I could again feast on His Word using Kindle. Then, I became bolder and more inspired that I ordered an ESV journaling Bible. Immerse in the Word, remember? I was excited to start using it, but to my great dismay, the words are so tiny I could hardly read them. Hannah helped out and put a magnifier app in my cellphone. Now, I’m reading my journaling Bible like focusing a laser on the words I love. That’s what I call relentless. All by His grace.
I pour out all my faith onto the Word like a drink offering. If it wasn’t for it, I would have succumbed to my body’s trembling in sickness and fear and shrunk into something that is uglier than death itself. I would have whittled away like a useless driftwood that could only be used for kindling.
But it’s the Word that nourishes me, gives strength to my flesh and bones and heart, sees me through every difficult day, and adds to my life. I declare the powerful words over my life throughout the day, especially during physical struggles, like an IV of a potent medicine, a lifeline, a supply of oxygen.
It should work. It shouldn’t fail – that cannot happen. God’s Word cannot be rendered powerless or impotent when applied with full faith.
At the factory Corrie Ten Boom was assigned in after she and her father and sister were arrested by the Nazis for hiding Jews during the Holocaust, she was asked if she needed personal care items like toothbrush and soap. She didn’t have them but she asked instead for a copy of the New Testament. She knew she could survive without a soap or a toothbrush, but she couldn’t possibly live through the horrors of her captivity without God’s Word. After a few days, she received a pocket-sized New Testament Bible, a toothbrush and a soap*.
*From her book Hiding Place.
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