8th in the "Unsettling Advent" series
Make no mistake: The Word of God is devastating. The Word of God devastates me. Before it, I am undone and reconstituted. Dead and alive again. Broken and made whole.
It seems to me that if the Word of God does not devastate us, we have not yet heard or seen it. We are only working with and playing around the fire. Until the Word of God devastates us, we are still in trivial pursuit, just playing games, pretending to know, desperately trying to drive back despair, teetering on a precipice without realizing it.
But devastated, we find ourselves able--for the first time--to begin to live.