Feel The Tug

There are so many times that I wish I could be sure! If only I could be sure that right would prevail; that goodness really was worth the effort; that tomorrow would be better than today.

Sometimes I envy the certainty of the scientists and the mathematicians, and those independent church groups who “have all the answers”! Wouldn’t it be nice to be absolutely sure about everything?

Sometimes God seems so far away. Why couldn’t He give me some absolute assurances that He is still in control? I’d like some miracles, please God.

I like Paul’s words to young Timothy when he says: “I know whom I have believed, and I am sure that He is able to keep that which I have committed to Him against that day.” (II Timothy 1:12)

And yet there are few absolutes in our world. Faith is a risky business.

There are a host of things for which we can reach no scientific conclusion. Are these therefore irrational? No, I think not. Probably the most important truths in the world cannot be reached by the scientific method. I can look up ”courage” in the dictionary, but the definition is nothing compared to knowing or experiencing an act of real bravery. Love is something I can read about in books of poetry, or see in T.V. dramas, but it cannot compare with actually being in love. I can try to explain a kiss in scientific terms by saying, “a kiss is the anatomical juxtaposition of the obicularis muscles in the state of contraction”, but who would ever accept that in lieu of the real thing?

A young boy was out flying his kite one day, and the wind had carried it so high, that it was now almost out of sight. When a friend asked him how he knew the kite was still there, he said, “By the tug on the string.”

In our world, there are persons who have been changed, beautifully, radically, marvelously…not because of a set of acts, but because of a “tug on their heart-strings”.

God sent Jesus into our world to help us to know for sure that He loves us, and to feel the “tug”. Thanks God, for helping me feel “sure”.