Let me start with an apology. Please!
It’s probably irrelevant to you, as I doubt any blogs I’ve written would be lodged in anyone’s memory, but it will make me feel better, so please indulge me.
What am I on about? Well, I have this fear that I will write a blog I’ve already written. It’s possible, because just as I don’t collect my own sermons, I don’t remember what ideas came together for bits of prose I’ve penned in the past. So please smile, if something feels familiar territory, and nod wisely!
I’ve only been to a few live football matches, and on all those occasions felt lost, as I’ve no idea what was happening over on the other side of the field, without the cameras zooming in on the action, and someone giving you live commentary. Even watching the snooker in Sheffield last year, my son and I both got those earpieces on lanyards that give you the live commentary as the match is in progress.
There’s many ways to read the Bible, but I guess, without clocking it, I read it as if there is something going on to notice, observe and explore. Doesn’t matter whereabouts in the Bible. Maybe it’s because I’m a child of the 70s and was into Dylan and Prog Rock – we expected our music to say something – and I’ve transferred my expectations to Scripture.
But it works for me.
I’ll occasionally dip into a commentary, or Google, to get some background, but I never want to get too drawn in – I want to get back to the
game (sorry!) text.
Without sounding too clever, or too pious, or pompous, I’m looking for the Holy Spirit commentary on the passage, though indirectly. That idea that brings the passage to life, the curve ball that amuses me, and throws a light on the verses that makes me smile and appreciate God in an unexpected way.
That’s one of my addictions.
Take that as a tip, an invitation or a warning!