Why did Jesus and His apostles constantly raise up Truth? And I am not talking about “truth” as a situational or religious maxim, but singularly-fixed Truth that is above and against the counterfeit of man’s wisdom, romantic speculations, and the subtle hiss of the Devil. Why did they emphasize over and over again the grand themes of Christ as Truth, the Gospel as Truth, and their eyewitness testimonies as Truth, and not as an inventive moral story?
The answer from Scripture is clear and uncompromising. Their only weapon against prevailing myths, fables, and half-truths was the pure and unvarnished Truth of God.
While biblical discernment is a necessary part of Christian discipleship, it is never a good thing when such focus supersedes the free and constant expression of praise and thanksgiving to our Lord Jesus Christ. In my past attempts to raise serious questions about the sad state of “American Christianity,” I fear I have often failed to bring more unfettered appreciation to God for His living Church, and to show proper thanks for the many faithful laborers who humbly serve Christ outside the public arena.
In the midst of this anxiety, I have been reminded of what God told Paul in his time of great fear: “I have many people in this city” (Acts 18:10). Indeed I know there are many dear brothers and sisters out there who are quietly sowing the seeds of the Gospel and showing forth the love of Jesus to those within the tiny parcel of the world allotted to them by our sovereign God. Truly, I thank the Lord for all of them.
Once there was a man named Philippe. He was a spiritual guide in an emerging community. One day he decided to go on a journey. So, he did. As he was walking along the road, focusing on the journey and not the destination, he found himself alongside the chariot of an African official. The man in the chariot was reading from a parchment scroll. He was reading aloud, so Philippe was able to overhear what the man read:
“He was led like a sheep to the slaughter,
and as a lamb before the shearer is silent,
so he did not open his mouth.
In his humiliation he was deprived of justice.
Who can speak of his descendants?
For his life was taken from the earth.”
Philippe caught up to the chariot and said, “You read that text beautifully. It made me feel significant and connected to ancient traditions to hear you read it.”
“I just wish I could understand it,” the man replied.