4 Biblical Paradoxes That Represent Profound Truths

I am often perplexed when it comes to the truths found in the Bible. It’s hard for us humans to fathom the nature of God and His ways. 

When I’m feeling frustrated about my lack of understanding, I’ll often remember that God tells us:

For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways (Isa: 55:8).

Reading this verse usually makes me feel better about myself, as I once again realize this profound truth: that there is a God, and I am not Him.

I believe that there are certain holy truths that we’re not meant to fully grasp. We can try all we want, but our brains are just not capable of understanding the ways of a God who created and maintains the entire universe.

That being said, following are some of the most notable paradoxes that we find in the Bible. These aren’t contradictions as skeptics would like to call them, but rather dual truths that we can’t fully explain.

I can’t take credit for coming up with these. Although anyone could read through the Bible and discover them for themselves, I came across these on a recent message from Dr. Michael Youssef called, “How Does Our Attitude Affect Our Joy?”.

So let’s dig in.

Jesus is fully God, yet fully man.

And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, and we have seen his glory, glory as of the only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth (John 1:14).

For in him the whole fullness of deity dwells bodily (Col. 2:9).

[God] was manifested in the flesh (1 Tim. 3:16a).

Christianity is the only religion I know of where its deity actually came to earth to live with mankind. In all the other religions of the world, the creator is a distant being who is untouchable and unknowable to its adherents.

Not so with the living Jesus. He was born in a lowly manger among animals. He didn’t perch Himself on a throne and order His subjects to bow at His feet. 

Rather, He submitted Himself to the will of the Father and died a gruesome, tortuous death to secure salvation to those who would choose to believe in Him. 

In this way, Jesus became as much human as you or I, yet remained as much God as the Father is. 

Difficult to explain? Yes. But also true.

The Bible is written by human beings, but every word is authored by the Holy Spirit.

All Scripture is breathed out by God and profitable for teaching, for reproof, for correction, and for training in righteousness (2 Tim. 3:16).

For no prophecy was ever produced by the will of man, but men spoke from God as they were carried along by the Holy Spirit (2 Pet. 1:21).

And now, go, write it before them on a tablet and inscribe it in a book, that it may be for the time to come as a witness forever (Isa. 30:8).

God wanted us to have His preserved, written word. But rather than just personally hand it to us, He purposely used man to help write it down. 

Through the inspiration of the Holy Spirit, around 40 authors over about 1500 years recorded God’s words. Although each book of the Bible contains elements of the individual who wrote it, each is ultimately written by the divine Author as He saw fit. 

Just look at the four gospels that give the account of Jesus’s life. Each author tailored his book to a different audience with a somewhat different focus, yet each tells the story of Jesus without contradicting the other gospels.

Every other book of the Bible is the same. They tell God’s story and the redemption of mankind while allowing the individual authors to insert a little of their own personalities into the manuscripts.

So—authored by God, written by man.

God eternally secures the believer’s salvation, yet we are commanded to obey Him.

I give them eternal life, and they will never perish, and no one will snatch them out of my hand (John 10:28).

And do not grieve the Holy Spirit of God, by whom you were sealed for the day of redemption (Eph. 4:30).

Truly, truly, I say to you, whoever hears my word and believes him who sent me has eternal life. He does not come into judgment, but has passed from death to life (John 5:24).

The “once save, always saved” debate is alive and well in the church today. Yet God’s word stresses the point that once we accept Christ, our destiny is sealed. 

Some would ask if obedience to God is necessary to maintain our salvation. 

However, it’s not a matter of obeying God to remain saved and hold on to our eternal inheritance. Rather, Christians willingly choose to obey God because He sacrificed His son for our salvation.

God expressed His love for us first, even when we weren’t worthy of it. Consequently, we love and honor Him in return by following His commandments. 

Even though we may sin after becoming a Christian, this doesn’t negate our salvation.

Instead, our confidence in our eternal destiny gives us hope that even when we make mistakes, God still loves us and will welcome us home when the time comes.

God is sovereign in dealing in the affairs of His children, yet He responds to our prayers.

He does according to his will among the host of heaven and among the inhabitants of the earth; and none can stay his hand or say to him, “What have you done?” (Dan. 4:35b).

The prayer of a righteous person has great power as it is working (James 5:16b).

If you abide in me, and my words abide in you, ask whatever you wish, and it will be done for you (John 15:7).

This paradox is particularly difficult for me. How can God control the entire workings of the universe and, at the same time, allow us to have influence over individual events in our lives through prayer?

It’s easy to tell ourselves that God’s will will prevail no matter what. While this is true, it is important to understand that our prayers play a crucial role in shaping our lives and those around us. 

Yes, this is difficult to grasp. But it is an important doctrine of our faith and represents God’s willingness to allow us to impact our world.

The important thing to remember about these paradoxes, and any others we find in the Bible, is that they shouldn’t shake our faith in a good, loving, all-powerful God. 

Instead, we should focus on the fact that God’s nature and power are so far beyond our comprehension, we can never hope to fully understand them on this side of Heaven. 

That’s where faith comes in. And faith “is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen” (Heb. 11:1).

Jesus Wants to Be Our Everything

Like many people, I’m guilty of accepting Christ as my savior years ago, then basically forgetting about Him as the years pass. I don’t mean that I’ve completely abandoned Christ. Rather, I’m confident and secure in my salvation, but I don’t look to Jesus and His presence in my everyday life.

I’m glad that I’m going to Heaven. It’s great knowing that I will live for eternity with God, worshipping Him and living in paradise with other believers, including the people I’ve cared about most in this life. 

But I don’t think that we were saved to simply “live life.” We weren’t supposed to just say, “OK, now my eternity is secured. Thanks for that, Jesus,” and just go on about our merry way, with little or no thought about Him. 

Jesus is, of course, our salvation, our connection to God the Father whom He sent to earth in human form to die for us. 

But if that’s all that we think of Jesus as, then we’re missing out on who He really is and can be in our lives. 

Because He’s our Savior, our lifeline to the Father, He represents God to us. And I don’t believe that that’s all God wants for us.

It’s also about accepting and nurturing a deep relationship with Jesus, letting Him into our lives and letting Him truly be a friend—just like we would anybody else.

He wants to walk us through life, to be by our side through all the ups and downs as we rely on Him to get us through the next challenge.

After all, God promises to never leave us nor forsake us (Heb. 13:5). We can count on His loving devotion to see us through the hard times. 

There are many examples in Scripture where Jesus reminds of His willingness to comfort us:

Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest (Matt. 11:28).

Let not your hearts be troubled. Believe in God; believe also in me (John 14:1).

I have said these things to you, that in me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation. But take heart; I have overcome the world (John 16:33).

It’s not that we have to “choose” Jesus over God—Jesus IS God. 

Rather, we’re taking advantage of our esteemed position in Christ to have unfiltered access to God, allowing His love, comfort, and wisdom to have full effect in our lives. 

What this means is that, because of Jesus, I can come boldly to God with all my needs, wants, and even my complaints (Heb. 4:16).

He wants to be my everything. All I have to do is keep letting Him be a vital part of my life every day. 

When I consistently do this, I’ll be on my way to living the rewarding, fulfilling life that God wants me to experience.

My Approach to Worship Shifted As I Got Older—And Not For the Better

I’ve recently realized that my approach to worshipping God has changed over the years since I became a Christian. 

When I was first saved, it was all about God and what Jesus had done for me on the cross. I was so grateful that I had been redeemed that I was happy just to give God the praise that He deserves. I read the Bible faithfully, soaking in its truths and learning more about God every time I read. 

I don’t believe I had any real thoughts about what my worship or Bible reading would do for me. Maybe I did think about it, but if so, these thoughts weren’t very profound. I just wanted to worship and serve God. I wasn’t really concerned about my own welfare. 

Part of this may be from the fact that I was only 15 when I accepted Christ, and didn’t have any real concerns about money or my livelihood. At any rate, I remember those early years of my Christian walk as pure and innocent. 

There were times when I strayed away and didn’t follow God closely, but I don’t remember my approach to Him ever being, “What can You do for me?”

All that changed, however, as I graduated college and became an adult. My focus gradually shifted from serving God to being served by God. I viewed my relationship with Him as a means to better my life. 

I began reading the Bible in search of verses and passages that promised how God would take care of my needs. While there is certainly nothing wrong with standing on the promises of God, my approach to Bible reading became a search for truths that would help me get what I wanted. 

I looked for passages that told me in essence, “If you do this, then God will bless you.” Or, “This is what you need to do to earn God’s favor.”

And without realizing it, that has been my focus for the better part of the last three decades. Although I’ve worshipped God over the years, it hasn’t always been with a pure heart. 

Sometimes consciously, sometimes not, I’ve had an ulterior motive. In the back of my mind, I’ve thought, “Well, if I can worship God in the right way and please Him, He’ll bless me, and my life will be better. I’ll have more money, more happiness, and a better quality of life.”

I regret that I’ve lived my life like this for so long. I’ve missed out on being able to worship God purely and simply, without the thought of “How is this going to help me?” For far too long, I’ve thought of God in terms of a genie who, if I rubbed the right way, would give me blessings and a more enjoyable life. 

While it’s true that God wants to bless His children, His desire is that we worship Him for who He is—not for what He can do for us. 

Even though I realize that type of worship is wrong and sinful, it’s hard to break out of that habit. Too many times over the years, I’ve heard that “God is waiting to bless you,” and “You deserve all that God has for you.” 

I long to have the pure approach to worship I had when I first accepted Christ. The cares of life have largely choked out my desire to simply serve God and bring Him glory through worship. There’s so much in the way now—concerns about money, health, relationships, career. The list goes on and on. 

Even though the few concerns I had as a teenager may have seemed significant at the time, I didn’t have the weight of decades of life hanging on me.

Maybe that’s all too philosophical and just an excuse for not putting God first in my life. I need to get back to basics and take inventory of what God has already done for me—and not just focus on what I want Him to do. 

Worshipping God should be in response to His glory and greatness, not about His potential to fulfill my wishes. The sooner I can come to terms with that, the better off I’ll be.

Metal or Mozart: Musical Musings From Marxism to Mice

Musical training is a more potent instrument than any other, because rhythm and harmony find their way into the inward places of the soul.

                                                       – Plato, The Republic

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Music has always played a huge role in my life, even when I was a little kid. At about age seven I began listening to pop and disco music, and then in middle school began venturing into harder acts like KISS and AC/DC. I discovered Def Leppard in 8th grade and was immediately hooked on their hard yet melodic sound. They opened up a whole new world of music to me. By the time I’d begun high school I was listening almost entirely to heavy metal. At least this is what it was called it at the time. Purists would probably term it pop metal or glam metal, or the awful term “hair metal.” I wasn’t into the heavier bands like Metallica and Megadeth and definitely wasn’t into the death metal or thrash scene.

From early in the morning to late at night music has always been an essential part of who I am. In middle school I felt so grown up staying up late at night with the volume cranked up on my headphones. I’ve always identified mostly with heavy metal and disco, the music that has provided the anthem to my life. I’ve often imagined my life as a movie or a music video, with intense, high energy music accompanying the images on the screen.

Things began to change for me, however, after I became a Christian as a sophomore in high school. I soon realized that the heavy metal I was so involved with was not honoring God. I couldn’t reconcile my new beliefs with metal’s rebellious and often violent message, so I gradually quit listening to it. My bedroom walls had been plastered with pictures I had cut out from Circus and Hit Parader. Soon I took down all these images of the bands I idolized.

Less than a year after accepting Christ into my life I felt a strong conviction to remove all secular pop and rock music from my life. I had attended a presentation that vividly illustrated the darker side of rock music, including sinful and satanic-inspired song lyrics, backward masking (I still don’t know if I believe that was a real thing or not), and simply the hedonistic beliefs and lifestyles of the musicians themselves. I also read a couple of books covering basically the same subject: the evils of rock music and the negative impact it has on those who indulge in it.

I ultimately threw out all my records and cassettes of the music I’d loved, and also changed the presets on my car radio. Jazz, classical, and easy listening became the music that filled my ears and my life for the next few months.

The combination of my new Christian beliefs and my simultaneous separation from pop and rock music put a definite strain on my relationships. In particular, my old friends, the ones with whom I used to drink and carry on, did not understand my choices. I made a lot of mistakes with those friends during this time, and probably came off as someone holier-than-thou who looked down on them.

Through a series of events I ultimately began listening to pop music again. I had been totally out of the loop on current music for several months. I vividly remember the first time hearing “Conga” by Gloria Estefan and Miami Sound Machine. While it was new to me, my friends were already familiar with it. For a while afterwards I’d occasionally hear a song that I thought was new, but that everyone else already heard. I’d then realize that it had been released during the time when I had had no exposure to popular music.

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The reason for so much detail on these events is because this pop music/no pop music cycle has recurred several times throughout my life. Without fail, at those times in my life when I rededicated my life to God I would ultimately renew my commitment to abstain from secular pop and rock music. It’s never been easy. In fact, during those times without hard driving music, I’ve usually felt a void in my life at some level.

More than once, after only listening to jazz, classical, or Christian music for a number of months and then making the decision once again to tune into a rock station, I’ve suddenly felt very alive and vital upon hearing the old familiar sound again. It was as if energy and vibrancy were suddenly injected into me.

One time in particular, my radio landed on Stevie Nicks’ “Edge of Seventeen” after an extended period of only listening to Christian music. I happened to be driving down the highway at about 60 or 70 mph when it came on. It felt fantastic not only to hear rock music again, but to rock out to one of my all-time favorite songs while cruising down the road. It was almost like an addict getting his drug of choice after a long period of sobriety.

In this repeating pattern the quality of my spiritual state and closeness to God have determined to what degree I’ve listened to secular pop and rock music (or even wanted to listen to it). Just as I realize in my heart that I need to remain close to God and walk with Him every day, I also realize that when I really search myself, deep down I realize that I shouldn’t expose myself (my heart and my mind) to the messages found in the world’s pop and rock. If in my heart I didn’t see a problem with this music, why else would I shun it when I’m at my closest with my Creator? I’ve been unable to get this thought out of my head all these years.

Unfortunately, this thought/conviction has never been strong enough to keep me away from pop and rock entirely. In recent years I’ve rocked out to a lot of music that I should have avoided: Motley Crue, Poison, Scorpions, AC/DC, Guns N’ Roses, Whitesnake, Billy Squier, Def Leppard, and many others. Those are the harder, edgier acts that have dominated my listening over the years, but I have also dedicated much ear-time to a myriad of more mainstream pop music acts that have been popular since the 70’s, 80’s, and 90’s. The struggle has been very real for me over the years.

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A sampling of Prince commemorative editions

My journey with secular music contrasts somewhat with that of Bethany Allen-Ebrahimian. I found her recent article concerning the death of pop icon Prince very interesting, although somewhat troubling. The premise of the article is her description of how his death helped her overcome a restrictive upbringing that prevented her from experiencing secular music. By her admission, she had had no real exposure to Prince and naturally didn’t know any of his songs before his death.

Ms. Allen-Ebrahimian tells us that she was raised in “a kind of conservative American Christianity that eschews what it calls ‘secular culture’”, including music. After experimenting with listening to popular music several years ago, including Linkin Park, Staind, Rihanna, and Beyonce, she concluded that pop music isn’t so bad after all. She writes, “Some of the lyrics moved me to tears. Some made me feel like dancing. Others made me feel like I could conquer the world.” I completely understand where she’s coming from. Lyrics can be very powerful stuff. Hence my decades-long struggle reconciling my actions with my convictions.

She writes how she watched some of Prince’s videos on YouTube for the first time. This was the troubling part of the article to me because of her use of religious imagery in describing his music. She tells us that Prince’s guitar solo on “Purple Rain” sounds “like a revelation from heaven”. Fans crowded around the stage at his performance at Super Bowl XLI are described as “penitents.” These fans sang with Prince “like the faithful gathered together after the Day of Judgment, singing songs of praise forevermore as one.”

Now I’ll be the first to admit that I’m far from perfect. However, I hope that I would never attempt to elevate pop music performers to the status of spiritual figures, especially given what I know and believe to be the truth about God and Christianity — the same knowledge that I’m sure Ms. Allen-Ebrahimian also has, given her apparent upbringing.

Perhaps she isn’t placing Prince on the same level as God. Maybe it’s that God is a big and easy target to imitate. I hope this is the case.

Going back to my own struggles for a moment, if I really believe that God doesn’t want me to listen to secular music, and particularly heavy metal, I have to ask myself why this is the case. Since I was a teenager and first felt convicted of listening to this music, I’ve realized how damaging and downright evil some of this music is.

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A day or so after reading Ms. Allen-Ebrahimian’s article I came across this article by Jeffrey Steinberg. It really made me stop and think.

One of Steinberg’s premises is that there exists a well-organized, global, leftist, Marxist faction bent on using mind control to create a cultural paradigm shift in the world. Children, in particular, are the targets of their efforts.

Steinberg’s entire article is quite thought-provoking, but two very interesting quotes in it stand out. Steinberg provides a lengthy quote by Lord Bertrand Russell from Russell’s 1951 work, The Impact of Science on Society. Russell was one of the main players in the Frankfurt School, an extremely left-leaning group with Marxist/Freudian beliefs that was formed early last century and remains very active to this day.

In the quote used by Steinberg, Russell describes how Pavlov’s and Freud’s work in physiology and psychology opened the door for using science to help bring about the desired cultural paradigm shift mentioned above. Russell believed that mass psychology would become quite important in the political arena, and that in fact modern methods of propaganda had already increased the importance of mass psychology. Russell says of these methods:

Of these the most influential is what is called “education.” Religion plays a part, though a diminishing one; the press, the cinema, and the radio play an increasing part…. It may be hoped that in time anybody will be able to persuade anybody of anything if he can catch the patient young and is provided by the State with money and equipment.

Then consider the following quote by Theodor Adorno concerning modern music. Along with Russell, Adorno was also a major figure in the Frankfurt School. Steinberg quotes Adorno from Adorno’s 1948 work The Philosophy of Modern Music:

It is not that schizophrenia is directly expressed therein; but the music imprints upon itself an attitude similar to that of the mentally ill. The individual brings about his own disintegration….Its concern is to dominate schizophrenic traits through the aesthetic consciousness. In so doing, it would hope to vindicate insanity as true health.

According to Steinberg, Adorno is arguing “that the purpose of modern music is to literally drive the listener insane.” That’s a harsh statement, but it would seem justified if these quotes truly represent the intent of the Frankfurt School and its fellow Marxists. What should we do with this information if it is indeed true?

Reading Steinberg’s article and pondering these quotes certainly makes me stop and think about the music I’ve lent so much of my mind and body to over the course of my lifetime. Exactly what is popular music’s true intent? Is there an insidious design behind the music of Prince and Boston? Does listening to Taylor Swift and Drake unconsciously influence me to adopt a more liberal/Marxist paradigm of thought? This might provide a whole new depth of meaning to Prince’s “Let’s Go Crazy.”

Finally, consider this seemingly very well-conducted and well-documented science project by 17-year-old David Merrell from Virginia. His two experiments over consecutive years illustrate the apparent impact that different music has on mice trying to learn a maze.

In short, over a four-week period mice exposed to Mozart dramatically cut their average maze run times to around 18% of their baseline measurement. The control group (which listened to no music at all) also greatly improved, cutting their average times roughly in half. A third group of mice listened only to hard rock (Anthrax to be specific), and over the same four-week period their average run times tripled from their baseline measurement.

David admittedly made several mistakes the first time he ran the experiment, but there was one significant finding from that first flawed attempt. He had divided the mice into three different groups, but kept the mice from each individual group confined together. He actually had to end the first year’s experiment after only three weeks because the hard rock group had become so violent that only one mouse out of the original six was still alive. In his remarks given at a symposium on using classical music in education, David said:

It was rather interesting, because the mice, they just – they seemed to be so discontent, one with another, and they would separate themselves from the other mice. And then, they’d just turn around, and kill one of the other mice. Whereas, the Classical mice and the Control mice, they were perfectly fine with one another. They didn’t have any problems whatsoever. It was interesting.

David revised his methods and ran the experiment again the next year, analyzing the data with the help of Dr. Michael Doviak, Assistant Professor in the Department of Mathematics and Statistics at Old Dominion University. Key differences this time were that he used a larger number of mice to allow for statistical analysis, and that he kept all the mice in individual cages.

An interesting and significant observation about this second experiment is that a week after it was complete, the hard rock mice still fought with each other if they were all put in one cage. The classical and control groups did not. David remarked, “it [hard rock] seemed not only to affect their ability to learn, but their ability to cope, one with another.”

Here’s one final remark by young David Merrell. It was a real eye-opener to me:

Something very interesting is that these mice could not understand the lyrics, but the music alone was bad enough, much less the lyrics, which the people are subjected to, but the mice weren’t. And, that’s something that I think is pretty significant as well.

If hard rock/heavy metal can apparently impact mice so dramatically, what does that mean for me? For you? Should we all listen to more classical music to improve ourselves and those around us? I’ll admit that I don’t have the answers, but I hope that Slate is wrong with their outlook on classical music.

I’ll end by saying that I disagree with Bethany Allen-Ebrahimian. I do not believe that most secular pop and rock music is completely harmless to the individual. Certainly no one knows to what extent today’s music is engineered (if at all) to produce certain changes in beliefs, attitudes, and morals to suit those with insidious purposes. It is, however, not a question that I will dismiss from my mind anytime soon.

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Church Depresses Me

DISCLAIMER/WARNING:  You have probably heard everything in this post somewhere else before, maybe several times.

Church is hard for me. Not the worship experience itself, but being around the other worshipers.

If your parents were like mine, when you were a little kid they probably made you dress up in your best clothes for church. When I was 4 or 5 I had a solid white suit that I wore with a solid white shirt, solid white tie, and solid white shoes. I don’t know why, but I loved wearing it. Too bad I kept growing.

Even though many people wear casual clothes to church these days, it seems they still try to look their best and act their best when they show up for church.

Here’s where the hard part comes in for me. It begins when I drive into the parking lot and see streams of people headed toward the door.

Wow! They look really good! Nice clothes, nice shoes, nice hair, nice makeup (on the ladies).

Then I look across the parking lot at all the cars.

Nice new SUV’s, nice clean minivans. Hey, that’s a nice BMW!

And then I look at myself.

OK, I guess I look alright on the outside. Not too bad I suppose. But look at my old Toyota. It’s got dents, a few scratches, and it could definitely use a bath.

I go inside the church to the huge auditorium. All around me are smiles and laughter as people reunite with friends after a week’s absence. Everybody looks so happy.

I don’t feel so happy myself. How am I going to make my mortgage payment next week? My wife and I had a huge fight this morning. The kids are sick. I stepped in cat puke on my way out the door. I’ve got to go back to work tomorrow for another long week. All I really want to do right now is go home and go back to bed.


Do you see the difference in the two approaches? I’m not in any way being fair to myself. I can only see the outside of the guy sitting next to me, but I know everything going wrong in my own life. I’m comparing his outer best with my inner worst. There’s no way I’m going to feel like I measure up to others taking that approach. It’s no wonder that most Sundays I feel depressed within a few minutes after getting to church.

I can’t continue these kinds of thought patterns if I hope to approach church in the right frame of mind. If I truly want to be there to worship God, then I must change the way I think.

Realistically, the way these people look may be the best they look all week. Today, they’ve got nice clothes on and are all shiny, smiley, and happy. Tomorrow morning at 9:00, they may be wearing a drab uniform or a business suit and tie they hate, have a scowl on their face and be dreading dealing with their awful boss all day.

I have no idea what is going on in the lives of all the other people seated around me at church. Logically, I know that every single person in the room has some sort of struggle that they’re dealing with. Nobody has a perfect life. The following quote is sometimes attributed to Plato, but nobody seems to know for sure who first said it:   “Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.”

I applaud whoever came up with it, because it certainly makes sense. We never really know what pain somebody may be hiding just to keep up appearances on the outside. When it’s all said and done, we’ll all in the same boat.

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