The Apostles Creed – a statement of faith… Â Â This creed succinctly states a set of beliefs. Do I profess it? Why, yes I do. Do I live like I believe it? hmmm…..
- I believe in God, the Father almighty,
creator of heaven and earth.
I believe in Jesus Christ, his only Son, our Lord,
who was conceived by the Holy Spirit,
born of the Virgin Mary,
suffered under Pontius Pilate,
was crucified, died, and was buried;
he descended into hell.
On the third day he rose again;
he ascended into heaven,
he is seated at the right hand of the Father,
and he will come to judge the living and the dead.
I believe in the Holy Spirit,
the holy catholic Church,
the communion of saints,
the forgiveness of sins,
the resurrection of the body,
and the life everlasting.
Statement number 1 addresses God (even the demons believe that and tremble). The it says ‘the Father almighty’. The parental word gets me every time. God is a perfect Father, perfect giver, perfect protector, who loves me more than I can ever think or imagine. He is love – and He casts out fear. He loves, sustains, strengthens, provides, guides, renews, forgives, …
So – if all the above is true – and I believe that it is, then why is He a part of my life – and not my WHOLE life? Knowing that He wants what is best for me, why do I resist? Why is there ever even a question or a choice to be made between my way and His?
Because I’m human. Because He created me with a brain and a heart. Because He delights in me, and is pleased when I choose Him.
1. Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount, Iâ€™m fixed upon it,
Mount of Thy redeeming love.
2. Sorrowing I shall be in spirit,
Till released from flesh and sin,
Yet from what I do inherit,
Here Thy praises I’ll begin;
Here I raise myÂ Ebenezer;
Here by Thy great help Iâ€™ve come;
And I hope, by Thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.
3. Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood;
How His kindness yet pursues me
Mortal tongue can never tell,
Clothed in flesh, till death shall loose me
I cannot proclaim it well.
4. O to grace how great a debtor
Daily Iâ€™m constrained to be!
Let Thy goodness, like a fetter,
Bind my wandering heart to Thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Hereâ€™s my heart, O take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.
5. O that day when freed from sinning,
I shall see Thy lovely face;
Clothed then in blood washed linen
How Iâ€™ll sing Thy sovereign grace;
Come, my Lord, no longer tarry,
Take my ransomed soul away;
Send thine angels now to carry
Me to realms of endless day.