This morning I came across this verse in Acts, one which I am familiar with yet it struck me differently today… “And He made from one man every nation of mankind to live on all the face of the eart, having determined their appointed times and the boundaries of their habitation, that they would seek God, if perhaps they might grope for Him and find Him, though He is not far from each one of us; for in Him we live and move and exist,” Acts 17:26-28
Have you ever been in the dark? I mean the absolute dark. As in the absence of any light? One time I think I can honestly say I was in the dark. We went on a field trip when I was in 6th grade to Crystal Cave Pa. Apparently this is “Pennsylvania’s Greatest Wonder”. Anyway, it was cool, but the best part was when they took you in the cave and shut the lights off. And I mean all of the lights. It was pitch black, dark, like devoid of any light DARK! I can remember feeling infinitely small, and even remotely scared. I couldn’t see. I wouldn’t be able to find my way out, etc… It was a strange feeling. I would have done anything to find the light, had I not known that the guide was trustworthy enough to turn the lights back on… (Which he was…)
Back to Acts… Paul is writing here that we are to search for God, and to find Him. I like the wording that the New American Standard Bible uses, “that they might grope for Him and find Him.” That totally carries some great mental pictures. Can’t you just picture someone who is searching for something but can’t find it? Jesus calls Himself the light of the world. Things are so much better in the light then in the dark. Shouldn’t we do everything we can to get back into the light? {See Ephesians 5:6-16}
What prevents you from finding God? I don’t mean finding God as in for the first time… I mean what prevents you from getting on your knees every day and groping for more of God… searching and seeking and earnestly looking to find out more about Him?
on my knees looking…
~Peter
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My own effort gets in the way of finding Him. I think sometimes I know how to find Him best, and He is not usually where I think he is.
I remember Crystal Cave when they would turn the lights out, crazy that you couldnt see your hand directly infront of your face. Also I remember the water down there was so still. Almost like you could walk on it.
Prisoner’s who spent time in solitary confinment 60 years ago in order to pass the time would tear a button off of their prison clothes. Then they would throw the button onto the floor and see how long it would take them to find it again. (I sometimes think that would be fun to try to do, but then again that is something I would attempt doing)