GodReflection: Power Words

He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end.– Ecclesiastes 3:11

Talk about an understatement: “no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end.”

Conscience cannot be a coincidence. Conscience has to be one of God’s grand navigation tools.

Conscience falls into the category of beyond what I can fathom.

I saw it again last Sunday. Just to my right and in the next row was a newborn baby. The beautiful infant girl dressed to the nines slept in her safety seat. No one seemed to mind her lack of attention to the sermon or the worship. She didn’t even wake up to observe Holy Communion.

Beautiful, pure, adorable, she reflected God’s image.  How could I not stand in complete awe?

Programmed in her infant soul was her little conscience to guide her through life. Surely, it reflects the eternity set in her heart by the Almighty.

She will love God and she will throw tantrums. She will do right yet want all of the toys and attention for herself.

How will her little conscience serve to keep her focus on the one in whose image she bears?

God and Satan are in battle for her precious soul.

Through her conscience, God sends signals of His love and coaches her to do what’s good and right.

Likewise, Satan is ready to obtain her allegiance. As the babe grows from the baby basket toward independence, she will express likes and dislikes.  Decisions will accompany the increase in age. Satan will meet her with his game plan of roadblocks and destructive devices to be forever along her path on earth.

Satan’s only shot at her will be through her conscience.

Here is what I think after 67 years of living.

I hate painting. We were renters in our earlier years of marriage. We painted upon moving in and painted prior to moving out. I was the proud owner of paint rollers that I moved from garage to garage.

Every owner of paint rollers knows to clean the fleece surface meticulously after each use. Failure to do so will leave a hard glob of dried paint on the roller’s surface. A roller now flawed by ingrained dried particles no longer lays down a smooth and flawless path of paint.

My conscience is like that. When I clean it with the soapy rinse of God’s word and His Spirit, I leave it ready for its purpose to serve as my compass to guide me through life.

However, each time I go against my conscience it is damaged. My conscience will lose its ability to function as God designed it to work when I let sin dry in the fleece.

So, conscience becomes a power word I want to take care of. It is a powerful word to guide my walk upon planet earth.

One last thought. Because the blood of Jesus cleanses my every step, I will stand before God’s throne with my conscience as clean as that of a newborn baby. That can’t happen on my own—only by God’s grace.

Will you share your thoughts on this power word that is so grand we can only scan its surface?

Stay tuned.

Dr. Gary J. Sorrells – A GodReflection on the Power Word Conscience.

Gary@GodReflection.org