25 July 2015

Come Unto Him: Words are powerful things.

"No longer do I call you servants, for a servant does not know what his master is doing; but I have called you friends, for all things that I heard from My Father I have made known to you" (John 15:15).
When the King James Bible was translated, "thee", "thou", "thy", and suffixes such as "-est" were the informal/familiar forms. They were the language of the peasants and poor, spoken in the street. The Septuagint was written in the common slang of the day. Joseph Smith's inspired version of the Bible, quoted in the non-doctored Lectures on Faith, uses the informal "you", "yours", etc. But in our day, the King James language has become the highly formal form, thanks to the inexorable effect of the flesh. (Man's tendency to innovate outside of the word of God, to elevate various things in order to show God "even better" devotion. The Jews called this Strange Fire, which is a topic for another post.)

The literary history of scripture is consistently found within the realm of informal language.

Our God demands no obeisance. No bowing and scraping. Jesus LOVES us. He wants to be our best friend, the One we turn to first, in all things. He wants us to ACCEPT Him. Just accept Him. He wants to be our constant companion in the Spirit, for us to be WHOLLY open to Him, even ranting at Him when we're truly struggling. We do not have to perform, do not have to achieve, in order to be acceptable to Him. He already completed His work and sacrifice, and has the right to come to where we are, wherever we are, and wrap His arms around us. And then, when we choose to follow Him, walk us to where He has planned for our best good and benefit. He IS our friend. He calls us friends, and wants so much for us to treat Him as that: a beloved, trusted, intimate friend that we talk to, laugh with, cry with, rant and rave to, hold nothing back from.

He is a big God, not only mighty to save, but strong enough to bear every heartache, every tantrum, every grouchy moment. He already DID bear all of those things. And, at least in my experience, one word from Him . . . cajoling, lovingly chuckling, or firm with the deep and gentle strength of His love . . . changes EVERYTHING. I laugh so much more now than I ever have before, and a lot of that is because my Jesus tells me jokes and cajoles me out of bad moods and points out the joyfully ludicrous things in life.

Don't let anything--and I mean ANYTHING--separate you from God. Not even the idea that you can't "pray right". We are to be like little children before Him. Little children speak, in all the wonderful, imperfect English they possess, the honest contents of their hearts. We should do the same with our God, Who is both Father and Friend.

I don't speak to my husband, calling him by his titles and formal name, using formal language and modes of address. I ***love*** him. Saying his name is one of the most beautiful acts of love I can offer him. I speak to him as an equal, because doing otherwise would separate us.

The same holds true for Jesus. :)

Can we be close to Him, using formal language? Yes, I believe so. But there is a depth of intimacy and relationship that opens up when we change our words. Words are POWERFUL THINGS, and I'm constantly amazed at what a small change in them can do. <3