What if you only had a ninth-grade education?
What if you couldn't confidently write the word "the" without asking your child how to spell it?
What if the only Bible translation you had to read was a King James Version?
Could you read your Bible? Would you try?
Could you understand what you read? Could you explain it? Would you try?
Could you join in a discussion with college educated men? Men who were pastors. Would you try?
The man I just described was my dad. He loved reading Sports Afield Magazine. He kept up with the local and national news through the newspaper. He couldn't write legibly or spell correctly but he could do math in his head faster than a calculator. He also loved reading and studying his Bible.
My dad read scripture. He studied scripture but I don't remember ever seeing many notes, but ask him where something was, he knew. He didn't just read familiar books of the New Testament. He read Ezekiel, Zacheriah, and other Old Testament books matching prophecies together with other books including Revelation. He discussed what he read with other men in the church, including the pastors. He knew what he believed and why he believed it. He had the drive and ability to disciple his children and others. He became a deacon.
A piece of paper didn't make my dad an educated man. His own desire to know the truth for himself made him an educated man.
How hungry are we for the Truth? How dusty are our Bibles? What are we doing to educate ourselves, our families, and others?
Father, may your Holy Spirit guide us into all truth through your word. Amen.
Blessings,
Gail
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