A rabbi told me she experiences the inspiration of Scripture not in the words written on the page but in the process of discovering God in the story. Something about that resonates with me–I feel the vibration in my soul.

The faith of my past told me the inspiration was in the words. The Bible says it, believe it, that settles it. The Bible was the solid ground, the foundation of faith. Reality has spoken differently to me. Instead of a dictated faith, Scripture tells a story and invites me to enter the narrative. And when I think I have a handle on the message, Scripture seems to beckon me to let down my nets on the other side of the boat. 

It would be so much easier if this all was dictated to us. But God spoke in stories not a list of doctrines–for they can become graven images to us. God spoke in stories because that is how we live our lives.