Truth has to come from the heart

Earith
The bustling metropolis of Earith...

Today we awoke on the side of the River Ouse, a tributary of the Great Ouse that enters England at Kings Lynn. Having travelled yesterday afternoon to a small village named Earith, east of Huntingdon.

Earith and her northern neighbour Somersham lie on the zero meridian line.  

River Ouse

River Ouse

It was my intention today to do some study. Specifically from Johns Gospel and look over some previous notes and abundant scrawling that I tend to make. I am encouraged by not just reading scripture, but by speaking it out too, so i will read and speak it out sentence by sentence. I also encourage listening to scripture, and speaking it out as you go. To me it seems to create a flow, a fluidity of scripture pouring in and pouring out.

In John 4 : 23,24 , “But the hour is coming and now is, when the true worshipers will worship the Father in spirit and in truth: for the Father is seeking such to worship Him. God is Spirit, and those who worship Him must worship in spirit and truth.“

 This scripture is the very one I could not get past reading every night, it was the word TRUTH. My perception of truth was not real truth, it could all be changed, bent, undermined, ignored by people, relatives, politicians, science, etc.

God’s word is truth, in John 14:6 Jesus says ,”I am the way, the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through Me.”  Way = the cross. Truth = the word. Life = spirit.

We were walking around Earith marina, Bertie sniffing around, me praying. We met a young man painting the hull of a barge, a conversation led to my witnessing to him. I thank the Lord for opportunities to share the Good News of Jesus Christ in all circumstances. The Holy Bible says in 1 Peter 3:15 , “always be ready to give a defense to everyone who asks you a reason for the hope that is in you.”

Later, when we had travelled to Horningsea, NE of Cambridge, I went for a bicycle ride. It was good to stretch the legs and put some gravel under the tyres. Bertie loved the pace and longer distance, we went to Anglesey Abbey.

Dirtie Bertie!

Dirtie Bertie!

Dogs were not welcome, so we came back during inclement weather on a route where Bertie changed colour and looked a bit grumpy! 

 

God bless

 

2 Comments

  1. Phil Davies

    Yo Den how’s things my friend. How apt that Ive just read that you have been reading John, I read out John 14 1:6 yesterday at my step fathers funeral great scripture. How come the Reverend thought he was already in heaven ? keep on trucking dude see you soon

  2. ” The Church of today ” is a confusing place to many ,outside and inside , all the more reason to take Jesus with us and show people , demonstrate that it is about right relationship with God.
    Thank you my friend , see y’all again soon.

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