Re: flect-Ing on Jesus as the Word

My father-in-law, Joseph Bayly, would say of his children, “They are my message.”  As my own children have gotten older, I understand more what this statement means.  I am not leaving a legacy of written, but of living words, carried on by my children.  

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God and the Word was God… And the Word was made flesh and dwelt among us (and we beheld his glory, the glory as of the only begotten of the Father), full of grace and truth.

John 1:1, 14

 

Jesus—fully God, creator, without beginning—took on humanity to become the living message of His Father to you and to me. The written Word was given so that we would believe that “Jesus is the Christ, the Son of God, and that by believing you may have life in his name.” (John 20:31)

As parents, we desire that our children grow up displaying that which is important to us—our message. So we see in the Son that which is important to the Father.

 

For the word of God is alive and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart.

Hebrews 4:12

 

Jesus, the living Word, is alive and active in the hearts of those who know Him. The living Word pierces our being, working to bring us into conformity with the will of the Father. The Word will always bring change. It will point out our sin and call us to repent. It will give us comfort and encouragement. It will instruct us in the will of God for our day.

Do you allow the Word to bring change to your life daily? This only happens as you know the Word. Can you look back a year ago and see the ways the Word has changed your thoughts, attitudes and actions? What about five years? If you can’t, have you come to the point of believing the message?  Jesus preached, “Repent and believe the good news” (Mark 1:15).

This Easter, let the living Word penetrate your heart so that you cannot keep silent. Proclaim the true and living Word, Jesus.

Love, Cheryl