Thank You William Tyndale
In the eyes of many, William Tyndale had committed the most heinous of crimes. He'd dare to translate the Scriptures into English. He would be stripped of his priesthood, forced to kneel and cut with a knife or glass on any part of his body which had been anointed with oil at this ordination, as well as his hands. Then with a noose around his neck the breath was cut off from his lungs and they burned him on a cross.
It's been years since a college religion course, where I learned of the life and cruel death of William Tyndale. He knew God had a purpose for his life and he pursued it passionately unto death.
Beth Moore writes in her Children of the Day study:
"Even his Englishing of the Scripture has something to tell us. To William Tyndale, the Word of God is a living thing.
It has both warmth and intellect.
It has discretion, generosity, subtlety, movement, authority.
It has a heart and a pulse.
It keeps a beat and has a musical voice that allows it to sing.
It enchants and it soothes.
It argues and it forgives.
It defends and it reasons.
It intoxicates and it restores.
It weeps and it exults.
It thunders but never roars.
It calls but never begs.
And it always loves.
Indeed, for Tyndale, love is the code that unlocks and empowers the Scripture. His inquiry into Scripture is always relational, never analytic."
Dear Lord, Please allow your Word to flourish here in America. In Jesus' name, Amen
