Monday, July 17, 2017
The Unsearchable by SUSAN HARRIS
Who doesn’t love it when they call someone on the phone and that person answers? Or call for help and have someone come to aid in person? Although many have substituted messaging and emails in lieu of phone calls, or more dejectedly, they choose not to reply, we have an assurance that will always stand.
Jeremiah 33:3 pledges, Call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know. (NIV).
This verse, which has become very dear to me over the last three years, implies that research as we know it, is lacking. It’s incomplete. There are themes and topics that have not been captured. Untold, unwritten. This is especially exciting for me (us) as a writer and author. Imagine being able to enlighten through fresh revelations. Not just fresh, but new.
Dictionary.com gives the meaning of "unsearchable" as not lending itself to research, hidden. The Oxford dictionary states it as unable to be clearly understood; inscrutable. Wouldn’t hidden knowledge revealed be the matter of bestselling books? To produce writing that cannot hitherto be found in textbooks or the Internet is ground breaking, revolutionary!
My last post on this blog (June 17) hinged on the theme of restoration. It stirs my spirit that Jeremiah 33:3 in the NIV is classified under the sub-heading Promise of Restoration, and instinctively I feel the revelations push me into "becoming unordinary" (the title of the June 17 blog. I did not notice the sub-heading in the NIV until I was taking the snapshot.)
The KJV replaces the word tell with shew, and unsearchable with mighty. I’m astounded at this show and tell, the mark which writers aspire to. How limitless is the potential of great and mighty and unsearchable things to write about, to show and tell.
To whom will Father God give the heads-up of this not-yet-known intelligence? He uses a myriad of methods. For me, those insights and fresh material come during times of listening to the Lord when in prayer or ponder. They come through quiet observation. They come when I’m hungry for more of the Kingdom. They also come through dreams and visions (Joel 2:25).
King Solomon wrote in Ecclesiastes 1:9. What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again; here is nothing new under the sun. (NIV). Does this imply a contradiction?
I think no, because King Solomon’s is an earth-bound perspective, the natural, and God is outside of the natural. I believe that the new revelations will align with Scripture but offer more details, and this will draw men and women to Jesus. Isn’t this the ultimate of the cross? Therefore I will call unto Him, and call again, and write what He shows me.
How does the new come to you?
SUSAN HARRIS lives for eternity. Through spurts of pain she has envisioned Heaven and its grounds and is currently writing about it. This year she is focused on reading God’s direct words in the Old Testament on her 1-Minute Prayer page and is finding it transformational. Any is welcome to join.
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