You Should Want to Read Your Bible by Rev. Benjamin Glaser
When I was in Boot Camp down at Parris Island there
was nothing better than receiving a letter, though there is a funny story about
that. As a kid I made a lot of money cutting grass. One place I mowed regularly
that did not provide me with a reward for that labor was at my house. My dad
figured giving me a place to live, food, and clothing was a sufficient kick-back.
To that end I had a little over an acre to push mow towards the end of high
school in Pocahontas County, WV. A common wish I made of my father was that a
riding lawnmower would be a nice admission to the family. He responded to me
request by noting that I was doing a fine job with the one we had. Well, not a
month-and-a-half after being under the care of Chesty Puller I received a note
in the post, contained in that envelope was a polaroid. While my dad was not
Ansel Adams I could clearly make out a Murray product that had four wheels, and
a deck underneath that was clearly meant for taking the grass down a few pegs.
A good motivator for getting through the 13 weeks I spent down there. For what
it is worth recently I had a nephew of sorts who spent time down with the
grandchildren of the same sand fleas that ate me alive and I was heartened to
see that the Corps has not moved forward with time and recruits still received
correspondence via pen and paper. In the Air Force they probably let you
Facetime every hour. The Marines still are waiting on their Pentium 1’s to be
delivered from the Navy. The reason why all that matters so much is that there
is a unique connection between the written word and the two people engaging in
that medium, even if it is to playfully pick at your son. It is like a
nostalgia trip as each phrase lifts off the page and into the soul of the
person reading it. There is nothing quite like it. No amount of mechanical
jacobinry will ever replace that feeling.
I told you that story, to tell you this one.
Just recently I had the blessing of picking up a new
reading Bible that I use for personal devotions and the like. It is a Cambridge
Cameo KJV in goatskin leather. The blacks and reds jump off the page into your
eyeballs like a 3D book. Royal Jongbloed in the Netherlands, who prints most
Cambridge Press’s bibles does a phenomenal job with what they do. As you hold
it the book almost melts in your palm. Such a pleasure to live in a day where
that kind of quality is available at reasonable price. And people give me a
hard time for being Post-Millennial! Yet to be honest I’d be perfectly happy
reading out of a gift paperback for all that the outside matters. I think we
would all agree that there is something more special about what’s inside those
exquisite, supple brown covers. Whenever, and wherever, we get out the very
word of the living God to read, to ourselves, to others it’s like those letters
I got in boot camp times a billion. Every word is inerrant, and not just in the
autographs, but in the apographs as well. That means that when we see an “a” in
there it’s God’s “a”. That “a” communicates to us about His grace, His love,
and His sovereign power over all the universe. It could have been a “the”, or
nothing at all, but in the LORD’s covenantal mercy it is an “a” and that makes
all the difference in the world. It’s one of the reasons why Paul tells young
Timothy not to quibble with people over words, because they aren’t Timothy’s or
Paul’s words to argue about. There is a majesty in which all men, believers and
unbelievers alike, are to treat that inspired, and perfect Scripture. How
arrogant is for men and women to think they have any authority to tell the
Bible what it says about itself. We receive the Bible as the very word of the
living God not because we are smart and stuff, but because that is what it
testifies itself to be, and as our Confession says:
We
may be moved and induced by the testimony of the Church to an high and reverent
esteem of the holy Scripture; and the heavenliness of the matter, the efficacy
of the doctrine, the majesty of the style, the consent of all the parts, the
scope of the whole (which is to give all glory to God), the full discovery it
makes of the only way of man’s salvation, the many other incomparable
excellencies, and the entire perfection thereof, are arguments whereby it doth
abundantly evidence itself to be the Word of God…
It is the most fallen human thing to come over the
word and try and discern what the text says using the tools of man-made wisdom.
I say all that because how we approach the word says a lot about our faith in
the God of the word. Part of the reason why so many have such trouble getting
themselves to read the Bible is because they come at it in all the wrong ways. Either
we come to it as a duty, like a textbook our mom or professor is forcing us to read,
or our time in the word is perfunctory, it’s something Christians are supposed
to do, because we’re believers and that’s part of who we are, or at least that’s
what we tell ourselves. You ever been new to a group and you are trying to learn
the unwritten rules of the club? Another thing is no one
likes being the new guy. You need to do stuff to
act like you have been there before and aren’t what my kids call a noob. We can
read the Bible that way as well. Try and act like we are John Calvin every time
we pick it up. That’s exhausting.
So what are we to do?
Well, go back to the whole letter idea for a second.
Remember that the Bible that you hold in your hand is the word that your
Heavenly Father has carefully, and purposefully, provided for you in His love
and grace. It is the way He communicates to you and tells you that He cares. As
the Holy Spirit reminds you of what He has done, what He will do, and what He
is doing for you the very moment you take in the revelation of God to your mind
and soul. When you pick up your copy of the Scriptures next time I want to make
sure that your not thinking that you are reading lore, nor is it a bore, and
absolutely never a chore. When your eyes hit the page may your heart be
comforted, strengthened, and reminded that what you have is precious, to be
guarded for sure, but always is for your blessing.