There is so much going on right now, my mind is in a fog. As I dropped one of the girls off at youth group tonight, the CD that was in the car started playing a song that I love. Andrew Peterson's "The Good Confession".
It tells the story of a young boy who heard the call and was baptized. As he took his preacher father's hand, he was asked to "say the words" - words I learned as a child growing up in the Lutheran church. Words we memorized early on, and recited over and over. Words that are meant to be something more than just words.
The words hit me tonight, with things happening, where is my trust? Where does my faith stand? How deep does my belief go, and what do I believe? Do I believe that I truly am saved through faith in Jesus Christ, that His death on the cross was the sacrifice required by God the Father, and willingly given for me? That there is nothing I need to do to earn this salvation, except to confess my sins, accept His grace and gift, and believe that He is the Son of God.
How then shall I live?
