Who am I?

Recently I was stopped by two missionaries as I walked through downtown with Maggie. They introduced themselves and started a conversation. As we talked I was asked if I was “religious”? As I started to answer I was interrupted and the question changed to “spiritual”? Now I had two interesting questions to answer. I told them that I was neither. No denomination or affiliation to any particular church. I believe that both the Hebrew texts (old testament) and the books and letters of the life of Jesus Christ (new testament) are the words of God (the Bible). But don’t assume I don’t go to church. I do on a weekly basis and have taught children and adults about the Bible for many years. I believe that the Father, Son and Holy Spirit are one yet three separate individuals of the God Head. When asked if I would be interested in studying additional books about the Bible, I replied that I could not because “If anyone adds to these things, God will add to him the plagues that are written in this book; and if anyone takes away from the words of the book of this prophecy, God shall take away his part from the Book of Life, from the holy city, and from the things which are written in this book” (Revelation 22:18-19). I did share with them my testimony which includes a story about my lack of understanding of the banner “John 3:16” which is usually seen at many sporting event. (For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life.) So, who am I? I’m a Christian.

triple-chart

If you are unable to understand the Trinity consider this, water can be a solid, liquid and gas all at the same time. This is known as the Triple Point. Water can also be an ice-cube in a glass of water as you sit on the porch on a hot and humid (water vapor) day. Three different states but all water. So it is with God.

Could we with ink the ocean fill
And were the skies of parchment made
Were every stalk on earth a quill
And every man a scribe by trade
To write the love of God above
Would drain the ocean dry
Nor could the scroll contain the whole
Though stretched from sky to sky.
~ Ancient Jewish poem ~