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The Bible isn't about us (thank God!)

Do you have a favorite verse? What stands out about it to you? To ask the question a little differently, "Who is that verse about?"

Is that verse about Christ? Or is that verse about you?

When the Scriptures become about us, when we read the Bible as if it's primarily telling our story, we'll find a Gospel that is unfortunately full of us rather than full of Christ.  Searching for our soul's deepest needs, we'll instead find a mirror of our own creation.

What we need to be reminded of--what we need to be assured of--is that the Scriptures are not actually about us. As important as the Scriptures are to our daily lives, as important as the salvation they proclaim is to us, the Scriptures are not about us.  This is great news!

For example, take the Psalms. Many of the Psalms are written in the first person: "I thought this," "I did this," "My enemies," "My affliction," etc. 

When we read that, the temptation is to jump straight to our thoughts, our actions, our enemies and our afflictions. Unintentionally, we act as if our life stories are the fulfillment that the Scriptures have just been begging for thousands of years to have revealed.

We need to realize that in its immediate sense, those psalms were actually about somebody. More importantly, ultimately they were about Jesus Christ himself. When we leapfrog over these truths, we rob the Scriptures and we swap the Gospel for some kind of anecdotal feel-goodness that Shakespeare or Dr. Seuss could just as easily have provided.

The Scriptures, praise God, are not about us. The Scriptures are about Jesus Christ. About a plan that was formed in eternity and perfectly executed in the life, death and resurrection of Jesus Christ. And this plan is still being perfectly executed in the continuing work of the Holy Spirit.

Do you have a favorite verse? Great. But I pray that verse is not about you giving God a starring role in your life. I pray instead that you see a story so much bigger than you, a story in which the kingdom of God marches forward and you are privileged to play one small part.


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