Feed My Lambs (Acts 9.1-20, John 21.1-19)
Feed my Lambs I sometimes look at the pages of the Bible and think that God uses the most unlikely people doesn’t He? From Moses, the Murderer to Ruth the Moabite, David the womaniser, to Paul, also a murderer. As far as I know I’ve not murdered anyone, well, not lately anyway, there’s nothing under my patio by the way, what patio, who’s even talking about a patio, not me! Unlikely people, that are used for God’s purposes. For me that’s one of the most wonderful things about the Bible, it’s got every little bit of humanity poured into its pages. Whoever said ‘we shouldn’t use our experience to shape our thinking about God, only the bible!’ Is clearly a bit flawed in my view. Because the whole of the Bible is lived human experience. Story, History, Poetry, Gospel all combine into a beautiful mess of complicated questions, thoughts and meaning. Our faith isn’t a neat little box, but like that box of wires at the back of the drawer, you all know the one I mean. The one with the char