There are no new messages. All good messages are the very oldest ones. There is no new God and he has existed since before time began.
Ideas that started as embers have been fanned into a flame shut up in my bones. Yet I know, there is nothing new under the sun.
One day, I will have to accept that if I am to speak, if I am to share all that God is, has done, and is doing, there will be nothing new in it.
We worship “new”. New gadgets, new experiences, new ways of thinking. It’s an old kind of arrogance that believes any of it has lasting significance. In the end, “new” will not save us.
Good and evil, hope and despair, faith and fear are choices we make. The choices that are most radical, that make the world take notice, that change lives are the oldest of them all. The greatest choice of all exists outside of time and will endure for eternity. It is the theme of our song and the rhythm of our pulse. Indeed, you cannot describe Him without it.
Cast aside the fear that you cannot keep up. Do not be deceived by the constant onslaught of new and improved. The greatest experience you can know is older than the hills, deeper than the oceans, and brighter than the sun, moon and stars. Being loved by God and expressing that love to the world around you is still a revolutionary act.