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It often seems that the Old Testament is boring, unneeded, and well, old. However, I have committed to reading through the entire Bible because I am convinced that every part of, God's Word is important.

Though I started this task with little to no enthusiasm I find that I have been greatly blessed in the midst of this challenge. The more I read, the more I am convinced that I must record what I learn and observe because it is all so amazingly wonderful. I am not going to give you all the juicy details right away, but I do want to explain the title of my blog.

As I read through the wondrous book we call the Bible, I keep coming across three main themes, rebellion, sacrifice, and grace. From the eating of the forbidden fruit in Eden to the erecting of idols in Israel to the aversion to the church today, mankind has rebelled against their creator. If God tells us to do something, we do the opposite. It seems that whether on purpose or by mistake, we are continuously putting our Lord to the test. However, He does not respond as we may expect.

Every time we act against our God, we suffer the consequences. Consequently, something must be sacrificed for our sin. In the Old Testament animals were to act as the sacrifice, in the New, Christ Himself took on the job. Besides the obvious sacrifices, there were the sacrifices unique to each person. Some were literally eaten by the earth, others lost their firstborn, and still others lost their job, money, spouse, ect. This kind of sacrifice is called a punishment. Each time any one of God's children acted as a little spoiled child would, they were punished and forced to sacrifice something for their sin. Yet, in the midst of this rebellion and punishment, there was the love and hope of God.

If God were as we are, fickle, sinful and heartless, we would be doomed. However, our God is a mighty God, slow to anger and abounding in love. When He could have utterly wiped us out for our rebellion and hatred toward Him countless times however, He choose to save us. First God used a small family and an arc, then he used an eighty-year-old and a staff, and finally His own beloved son and a cross. Though we may not understand why or how one God could love such wicked people so very much, the fact remains that His gracious love is at the core of the Bible.

The Bible is written prove that God loves us with a love stronger than we could ever imagine and is just itching to show us this love. Our job is to stop running and allow ourselves to drown in God's mighty love.

Now get ready to join me on an adventure or rebellion, sacrifice and grace.

~Elisabeth

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  1. This looks interesting! I read through the Old Testament last semester and there was so much in it that I never realized was there before!I'm looking forward to what you say about Ezekiel...I found that book to be a little disturbing.

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