My education started with, Dick and Jane. Through these books I was exposed to a new world. I learned a new language, I learned about seasons, about a new culture. For 11 years, as I advanced in school, I learned all things American. Idioms, music, geography, and history…
The thing is I knew about this amazing country, but I had never experienced it. It’s like going to a restaurant and checking out the menu but never ordering or eating its food. You don’t really know.
Sometimes I sit there and “check out” the Bible. I read it, know the stories, memorize some verses but stop there. I don’t order the food, (” taste and see that the Lord is good,”) for myself. I know about Jesus, but never quite make the trip. Intelectual knowledge has nothing on experience, on abiding in the Place.
It wasn’t until I moved to the states that I really experienced a cool summer, a barbecue with hotdogs, foliage color, winter, the cold, snow, snowflakes, woods, biking along a lake, (When I was in 6th grade I read a book about teenagers biking and camping around a lake collecting water samples as their summer job! Unheard of!) Oh, the luxuries of a first world country…freedom and endless possibilities!
Same is true for Jesus. Endless boundless freedom, love, possibilities, but I must abide in him in order to experience Him, to really know him. I must do more than read, I must move in, sit down, spend time with Him, talk to, and with, Him.
“Lord, you have been our dwelling place in all generations.”
Psalms 90:1 ESV