The Holy spirit isn't in the bible.
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well most people mean ;the place the trinity hangs out' when they use the word godhead, by that definition godhead isn't in the bible. But 0riginially it meant godhood , and that is in the bible, but almost no-one maybe even no-one uses godhead to mean godhood.
Godhead - Definition and Meaning, Bible Dictionary
Godhead - Definition and Meaning, Bible Dictionary
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You missed the whole sentence, "Before Abraham, I am. I Am that I Am is God's name. In Ancient Hebrew it is Jehovah, but the NT wasn't written in Hebrew, so it's come back to I Am. And before Abraham he is I Am. Someone would have noticed a 2000 year old man walking about. So, he is the great I Am! There is no other way to take that, and when you see the reaction of the guys who questioned it, they got exactly what he was saying.
Some dude telling you he's over 2000 years old is laughable. Some dude telling you he's God is wrathable, unless he can prove it. And he did... in spectacular ways.
Some dude telling you he's over 2000 years old is laughable. Some dude telling you he's God is wrathable, unless he can prove it. And he did... in spectacular ways.
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In Hebrew, it's YHWH (Yahweh). As for God being the great I Am. It also functions in this way. I am my father's son. I am my brother's brother. I am a child of God. And so on. But God isn't defined by anything. That's because He defines everything! So in saying I Am, He's declaring that He is the Creator of all things and isn't defined by anything outside of Himself.
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Angel, I know you like your dreams so here is a godly dream I was
given about the Holy Spirit.
A few years back I was confused about the Holy Spirit, I had heard people
talk about Him being a person, but I found it hard to comprehend.
Then one day while having a nap I had a dream that I was reading a book,
only when I looked down there was three pages in front of me not two
pages when I opened the book.
On each page was a picture of the head and shoulders of a person and underneath
each picture was a description. I looked at the pictures and read each description
and I knew I was seeing God the Father, God the Son and God the Holy Spirit.
But then I woke up, upon waking I was left with the impression of the dream and what
it meant but I could no longer remember the detail of the pictures or discription, as
if I was not permitted to. I desparately tried to go back to sleep again to dream the
same dream but of course couldn't.
I get a lot of dreams and I know specifically when the Holy Spirit is especially present as I get
some kind of blue symbolism.
For example I use to sleep walk at least 3-4 times a week, often 2-3 times in the same night.
Then one night I had a dream of a small sky blue blanket fluttering down on top of me in
bed. In the dream I jumped out of bed and wrapped it around me and spun around the bedroom
floor. When I woke up I was spinning around the floor wrapped in my night gown! After that
night I was healed of my sleep walking and have maybe only done it 2-3 times in the
last 15 years and only when really ill, so there has been a genuine chemical reason
for it. I was healed of my sleep walking problem that night by God the Holy Spirit.
Another dream not that long ago, I was stood on the kitchen and holding a sky blue
coloured jar. I opened it expecting to see it full of lots of goodies, but instead it was full to
bursting with breakfast cereal, which spilled over. I was a bit disappointed that it was only
breakfast cereal, but then I heard a voice say enjoy the breakfast the hour is still early.
Then I woke up.
i have had so many many more dreams besides. In one or two like the first one, I have
seen Jesus he is depicted differently. The first dream is the only one where I got the
impression of seeing God the Father, but as I say I know when I see this sky blue
symbolism that God the Holy Spirit is present.
I could point out all the verses in the bible as everyone else has done, but there is no
point, so maybe the dreams might give you further understanding.
We spoke on another thread and I mentioned I was concerned that you may be
attributing things to Angels instead of The three in one God and specifically God the
Holy Spirit. It kind of comes across as if you attribute more power to these Angels and have
more of a relationship wit these Angels, than you do with God, but God himself speaks of being
a jealous God and we are to follow Him and no other.
On the other hand satan can appear as an angel of light and I'm sure he would love
it if we worship him. I don't suppose we can say anything that is going to help, but just
make sure you are not batting for the wrong side.
given about the Holy Spirit.
A few years back I was confused about the Holy Spirit, I had heard people
talk about Him being a person, but I found it hard to comprehend.
Then one day while having a nap I had a dream that I was reading a book,
only when I looked down there was three pages in front of me not two
pages when I opened the book.
On each page was a picture of the head and shoulders of a person and underneath
each picture was a description. I looked at the pictures and read each description
and I knew I was seeing God the Father, God the Son and God the Holy Spirit.
But then I woke up, upon waking I was left with the impression of the dream and what
it meant but I could no longer remember the detail of the pictures or discription, as
if I was not permitted to. I desparately tried to go back to sleep again to dream the
same dream but of course couldn't.
I get a lot of dreams and I know specifically when the Holy Spirit is especially present as I get
some kind of blue symbolism.
For example I use to sleep walk at least 3-4 times a week, often 2-3 times in the same night.
Then one night I had a dream of a small sky blue blanket fluttering down on top of me in
bed. In the dream I jumped out of bed and wrapped it around me and spun around the bedroom
floor. When I woke up I was spinning around the floor wrapped in my night gown! After that
night I was healed of my sleep walking and have maybe only done it 2-3 times in the
last 15 years and only when really ill, so there has been a genuine chemical reason
for it. I was healed of my sleep walking problem that night by God the Holy Spirit.
Another dream not that long ago, I was stood on the kitchen and holding a sky blue
coloured jar. I opened it expecting to see it full of lots of goodies, but instead it was full to
bursting with breakfast cereal, which spilled over. I was a bit disappointed that it was only
breakfast cereal, but then I heard a voice say enjoy the breakfast the hour is still early.
Then I woke up.
i have had so many many more dreams besides. In one or two like the first one, I have
seen Jesus he is depicted differently. The first dream is the only one where I got the
impression of seeing God the Father, but as I say I know when I see this sky blue
symbolism that God the Holy Spirit is present.
I could point out all the verses in the bible as everyone else has done, but there is no
point, so maybe the dreams might give you further understanding.
We spoke on another thread and I mentioned I was concerned that you may be
attributing things to Angels instead of The three in one God and specifically God the
Holy Spirit. It kind of comes across as if you attribute more power to these Angels and have
more of a relationship wit these Angels, than you do with God, but God himself speaks of being
a jealous God and we are to follow Him and no other.
On the other hand satan can appear as an angel of light and I'm sure he would love
it if we worship him. I don't suppose we can say anything that is going to help, but just
make sure you are not batting for the wrong side.
This looks like it has turned into a dream sharing thread 
May I?
I had this dream twenty two years ago, long before I became a Christian.
Walking down Mary Street to get to the family picnic, when I got caught in a downpour. The rain was coming down very hard from the east and as I was on the west side of the street I could seek no shelter from the buildings. I started running with my coat pulled up over my head for protection and experienced a short moment of lucidity to wonder how my legs were staying dry with my coat pulled up so far. It was dark, and I passed King Street (going south) and then realized I did not know where I was so I turned around and went back to King Street.
Then I was walking along a rural road, where there were all these small trees or large bushes with huge pumpkin-sized apples growing on them. It was no longer dark, but perhaps twilight or dusk. I wanted one or two of these apples, though not many were growing on each bush. I came upon a wise woman/sage who was sitting in front of her house. I asked if I could have one of hers', and she directed me further along to a spot where a few people were gathered for the same purpose. Some guy got ahead of me and picked the one that I had my eye on; it was so dark it looked black, and was shaped like a huge pepper. I went back to the wise woman.
She was still seated, conversing with a younger woman who was combing or brushing her hair. I noticed it was green and very much like fern fronds or small split leaf philodendron leaves. She had it in a ponytail on top of her head, and as she brushed it, it fell from the pony and lay normally about her shoulders. The young woman started walking away in the direction from which I had come, and when I asked the sage again for an apple, the young woman turned around and told me I would get the magentas (as if it were the runs! lol). I responded that I had already eaten some of my first apple (I was carrying one under my left arm) and that I experienced no ill effects, and besides that, magenta was my favourite colour and that I had grown up eating lots of different kinds of apples as a child.
The sage instructed me to wait. Then her husband came out of her house, and I was shocked to realize He was the Judge, though He was not wearing His judicial robes. They invited me inside. He started reading, or reciting a story, and the whole room and especially the wall behind the couch they were sitting on, lit up as if on fire. I felt no fear nor heat, but was concerned for the awareness of three small creatures that were in the room with us, for it seemed to me that the Judge and His wise woman wife were making love. Then He continued with the reading of the story and I could "see" or was visualizing the appropriate corresponding images. While He was reading I also saw a word, it was PROSE, but the "O" was an "A" and it had His face on it with a piece of an apple superimposed over it. It loomed large before me. I saw other words, too, all with the "O"s changed to "A"s. I awoke in ecstatic tears.
Around this time I was attending Friday morning breakfast meetings; each week they would feature a different spiritual healer, teacher, or practitioner. It was really quite handy being just around the corner from where I worked, so I could stay for the full teaching and then zip around the corner to be at work by nine thirty, which was my regular starting time. I had a friend visiting from out of town and she was interested in going, so we went together. I hadn't been for a few weeks.
The teacher that morning was some kind of a shaman, a woman named Ariadne, who among other things told this story about being held up in the airport and some fantastic series of events happening that included peppers spilling down the luggage chute at the terminal. I was distracted and not paying a lot of attention, day dreaming out the window lol. She asked if anyone had anything to share having to do with peppers. She asked and asked and nobody responded. The meeting ended. I went to work, and then my friend and I went out for breakfast. She had me go through this series of questions that were designed to boil down to something essential about yourself in one word. The word I ended up with was spark, and it seemed to fit with a poem I had written that I had been thinking about a lot at that time, called My Vital Spark. La di dah lol. Breakfast ended. Back to work I went.
During the day I came across this beautiful picture of a rose with a spider and web in it, or near it, maybe behind or off to the side of this lovely lush pink rose. Some of you may know that in Greek myth, Ariadne used yarn to help her lover find his way out of the labyrinth after slaying the minotaur at the heart of the labyrinth. Why this picture made me think of her I do not know, perhaps the yarn associated with a spider's web, I am not sure, but it did, and I was seized with the desire to give Ariadne the shaman a copy of it. I went around the corner on my afternoon break, and the owner was there (I knew her) and she preferred for me to wait and give Ariadne the picture myself, saying she had simply gone for coffee and would be back shortly. So I waited.
When Ariadne arrived a little while later, she was quite pleased to receive my gift and then one thing led to another and I started telling her about my dream. She was flabbergasted and demanded to know why I had not spoken up that morning when she was asking for anyone that had anything to share regarding peppers. It ended with her insisting I be the guest of honour at that night's special meeting where I was to tell my dream, for it included many elements that she was actually looking for. Yikes. But it was exciting too. So I went. Some people were incredulous that I could remember my dreams so well. One man in particular spoke to me as if I was some kind of a charlatan. It was weird, like I was a plant in the audience or something, he was so unbelieving of my experience. So sad, too bad. Moving on, I was to recite my Vital Spark poem at the end of the evening. I laugh to remember all this now. But it really was fun and kind of exciting, to step so far out of my comfort zone. Just so you know, I had to get out my reading glasses and painfully figure out what was written twenty some years ago on a piece of paper that is ripped on the folds and the ink is fading haha. I have always kept this copy of that dream in a container on my side board. I knew exactly where it was. I will share the poem here with you now. I know it by heart
My Vital Spark
I tried to shield this heart from love
To spare myself the pain
Forlorn indeed I fell
And this endeavor wrought my shame
Because I could not face the depths
Of feelings you inspired
I ran away
How could I know I'd burn
In hell's vile fire?
I tried to pick the pieces up
. . . Abysmal
. . . . . . Broken
. . . . . . . . . Charred
A semblance of normality
I worked for very hard
Thusly mired I struggled
Both to end and attain flight
Striving to excise the wound
And cease my despaired light
But always irrevocably
Your image came to bear
My being strained to fill the void
With love I could not share
Ever present buried deep
Within my tortured soul
My love lay pining
Hidden from a world which seemed so cold
How could I have so erred in life
To plainly lose my way
Ignoring my emotive will
Keeping my self at bay
By thinking I'd be happy
In fulfilling others' hearts
Relentless death crept on me
And eclipsed my vital spark
May I? I had this dream twenty two years ago, long before I became a Christian.
Walking down Mary Street to get to the family picnic, when I got caught in a downpour. The rain was coming down very hard from the east and as I was on the west side of the street I could seek no shelter from the buildings. I started running with my coat pulled up over my head for protection and experienced a short moment of lucidity to wonder how my legs were staying dry with my coat pulled up so far. It was dark, and I passed King Street (going south) and then realized I did not know where I was so I turned around and went back to King Street.
Then I was walking along a rural road, where there were all these small trees or large bushes with huge pumpkin-sized apples growing on them. It was no longer dark, but perhaps twilight or dusk. I wanted one or two of these apples, though not many were growing on each bush. I came upon a wise woman/sage who was sitting in front of her house. I asked if I could have one of hers', and she directed me further along to a spot where a few people were gathered for the same purpose. Some guy got ahead of me and picked the one that I had my eye on; it was so dark it looked black, and was shaped like a huge pepper. I went back to the wise woman.
She was still seated, conversing with a younger woman who was combing or brushing her hair. I noticed it was green and very much like fern fronds or small split leaf philodendron leaves. She had it in a ponytail on top of her head, and as she brushed it, it fell from the pony and lay normally about her shoulders. The young woman started walking away in the direction from which I had come, and when I asked the sage again for an apple, the young woman turned around and told me I would get the magentas (as if it were the runs! lol). I responded that I had already eaten some of my first apple (I was carrying one under my left arm) and that I experienced no ill effects, and besides that, magenta was my favourite colour and that I had grown up eating lots of different kinds of apples as a child.
The sage instructed me to wait. Then her husband came out of her house, and I was shocked to realize He was the Judge, though He was not wearing His judicial robes. They invited me inside. He started reading, or reciting a story, and the whole room and especially the wall behind the couch they were sitting on, lit up as if on fire. I felt no fear nor heat, but was concerned for the awareness of three small creatures that were in the room with us, for it seemed to me that the Judge and His wise woman wife were making love. Then He continued with the reading of the story and I could "see" or was visualizing the appropriate corresponding images. While He was reading I also saw a word, it was PROSE, but the "O" was an "A" and it had His face on it with a piece of an apple superimposed over it. It loomed large before me. I saw other words, too, all with the "O"s changed to "A"s. I awoke in ecstatic tears.
Around this time I was attending Friday morning breakfast meetings; each week they would feature a different spiritual healer, teacher, or practitioner. It was really quite handy being just around the corner from where I worked, so I could stay for the full teaching and then zip around the corner to be at work by nine thirty, which was my regular starting time. I had a friend visiting from out of town and she was interested in going, so we went together. I hadn't been for a few weeks.
The teacher that morning was some kind of a shaman, a woman named Ariadne, who among other things told this story about being held up in the airport and some fantastic series of events happening that included peppers spilling down the luggage chute at the terminal. I was distracted and not paying a lot of attention, day dreaming out the window lol. She asked if anyone had anything to share having to do with peppers. She asked and asked and nobody responded. The meeting ended. I went to work, and then my friend and I went out for breakfast. She had me go through this series of questions that were designed to boil down to something essential about yourself in one word. The word I ended up with was spark, and it seemed to fit with a poem I had written that I had been thinking about a lot at that time, called My Vital Spark. La di dah lol. Breakfast ended. Back to work I went.
During the day I came across this beautiful picture of a rose with a spider and web in it, or near it, maybe behind or off to the side of this lovely lush pink rose. Some of you may know that in Greek myth, Ariadne used yarn to help her lover find his way out of the labyrinth after slaying the minotaur at the heart of the labyrinth. Why this picture made me think of her I do not know, perhaps the yarn associated with a spider's web, I am not sure, but it did, and I was seized with the desire to give Ariadne the shaman a copy of it. I went around the corner on my afternoon break, and the owner was there (I knew her) and she preferred for me to wait and give Ariadne the picture myself, saying she had simply gone for coffee and would be back shortly. So I waited.
When Ariadne arrived a little while later, she was quite pleased to receive my gift and then one thing led to another and I started telling her about my dream. She was flabbergasted and demanded to know why I had not spoken up that morning when she was asking for anyone that had anything to share regarding peppers. It ended with her insisting I be the guest of honour at that night's special meeting where I was to tell my dream, for it included many elements that she was actually looking for. Yikes. But it was exciting too. So I went. Some people were incredulous that I could remember my dreams so well. One man in particular spoke to me as if I was some kind of a charlatan. It was weird, like I was a plant in the audience or something, he was so unbelieving of my experience. So sad, too bad. Moving on, I was to recite my Vital Spark poem at the end of the evening. I laugh to remember all this now. But it really was fun and kind of exciting, to step so far out of my comfort zone. Just so you know, I had to get out my reading glasses and painfully figure out what was written twenty some years ago on a piece of paper that is ripped on the folds and the ink is fading haha. I have always kept this copy of that dream in a container on my side board. I knew exactly where it was. I will share the poem here with you now. I know it by heart
My Vital Spark
I tried to shield this heart from love
To spare myself the pain
Forlorn indeed I fell
And this endeavor wrought my shame
Because I could not face the depths
Of feelings you inspired
I ran away
How could I know I'd burn
In hell's vile fire?
I tried to pick the pieces up
. . . Abysmal
. . . . . . Broken
. . . . . . . . . Charred
A semblance of normality
I worked for very hard
Thusly mired I struggled
Both to end and attain flight
Striving to excise the wound
And cease my despaired light
But always irrevocably
Your image came to bear
My being strained to fill the void
With love I could not share
Ever present buried deep
Within my tortured soul
My love lay pining
Hidden from a world which seemed so cold
How could I have so erred in life
To plainly lose my way
Ignoring my emotive will
Keeping my self at bay
By thinking I'd be happy
In fulfilling others' hearts
Relentless death crept on me
And eclipsed my vital spark
B
OOoo magenta, I think I am suffering from word blindness LOL, same as you with some of my stuff. I will read it again later when my eyes come back into focus LOL.
As for the op, Angel2u2, I don't see a problem really I don't. We have to come to Christ as little children, and little children do not go in for complicated stuff, a bit like me they like it simple. You could have said "have you noticed that the Holy Spirit that has been given you is you being made in to Holy of spirit". But then it sounds like my spirit being made holy rather than the third person of the 'Godhood' being inside me.
For I know that of myself, there is nothing holy, except for the indwelling Spirit of God, and that even then it is only my choice to accept the sacrifice made by the second part of the 'Godhood', that gives me His righteousness and allows Him to see His seed.
I do feel that there is a smattering of swallowing camels and straining at gnats here, and we are told to avoid complicated words and conversations.
God bless.
As for the op, Angel2u2, I don't see a problem really I don't. We have to come to Christ as little children, and little children do not go in for complicated stuff, a bit like me they like it simple. You could have said "have you noticed that the Holy Spirit that has been given you is you being made in to Holy of spirit". But then it sounds like my spirit being made holy rather than the third person of the 'Godhood' being inside me.
For I know that of myself, there is nothing holy, except for the indwelling Spirit of God, and that even then it is only my choice to accept the sacrifice made by the second part of the 'Godhood', that gives me His righteousness and allows Him to see His seed.
I do feel that there is a smattering of swallowing camels and straining at gnats here, and we are told to avoid complicated words and conversations.
God bless.
my impression is that the dream isn't of God but rather is your brain's attempt to make sense of trinity. 3 pages in a book would not work. It wouldn't work because you guys say Jesus is God, and God the Father is God and they aren't each other but they are one god. your dream would be analogous to God having 3 parts, Jesus being 1/3 of God, God the Father being 1/3 god etc. An analogy of trinity that would work is one like, 3 Doves are one Dove.
God is spirit, God is holy, God the Father is the one and only true God. It was the spirit of God that did it. I think that one was probably of God. But it doesn't prove the trinity, not to me.
dunno what that one means. Interesting though that my angel friends put me in a cell in a blue boomer submarine, and when God made me an angel he melded a transparent blue angel with my body. something about blue I guess. but the color blue doesn't prove the trinity, not to me anyway.
for me what people say has to make sense before I can even consider it.
sometimes it's 3 in one, sometimes it's the one god in 3 persons, sometimes its 3 persons of the one true God, all of which are saying something different because none of it makes sense.
worship isn't in the bible, man replaced the words bow down with worship so they wouldn't be confronted with bowing down to God evertime they open their bible. worship , as people use it, means 'something one only does to God,' or sometimes it's used as a synonym for praise, or sometimes it just means stuff you do in church.
Christians are missing out on a whole lot by not bowing down to God and Jesus.
God is spirit, God is holy, God the Father is the one and only true God. It was the spirit of God that did it. I think that one was probably of God. But it doesn't prove the trinity, not to me.
dunno what that one means. Interesting though that my angel friends put me in a cell in a blue boomer submarine, and when God made me an angel he melded a transparent blue angel with my body. something about blue I guess. but the color blue doesn't prove the trinity, not to me anyway.
for me what people say has to make sense before I can even consider it.
sometimes it's 3 in one, sometimes it's the one god in 3 persons, sometimes its 3 persons of the one true God, all of which are saying something different because none of it makes sense.
worship isn't in the bible, man replaced the words bow down with worship so they wouldn't be confronted with bowing down to God evertime they open their bible. worship , as people use it, means 'something one only does to God,' or sometimes it's used as a synonym for praise, or sometimes it just means stuff you do in church.
Christians are missing out on a whole lot by not bowing down to God and Jesus.
Oh my the things you guys say really stirs up the agape love in me. i uncontrollably just sent a kiss of agape (love) your way. and again.and again. it won't stop.
read 1 pet 5.14
Greet one another with a kiss of love. Peace be to all of you who are in Christ
HALLELUJAH!!! THANK YOU JESUS!!!! WHAT A GREAT GOD!!!
just had to shout for joy , the spirit of the lord was upon me.
read 1 pet 5.14
Greet one another with a kiss of love. Peace be to all of you who are in Christ
HALLELUJAH!!! THANK YOU JESUS!!!! WHAT A GREAT GOD!!!
just had to shout for joy , the spirit of the lord was upon me.
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the Context of Sparkman's statement angel2u2 was Jesus nature HE is fully God and fully man. What is nonsense ? Was not jesus born and came as man in the flesh? Did HE as man not do thing that Only God could do ?
Jesus as man : Foreknew all knowing ability = only God who has it
Jesus as a man: Has all power & authoity = Only God is all powerful
The only thing Jesus did not show while in the likeness of man was the ability to be all present. And that was a willful submission to the Father .
Jesus as man : Foreknew all knowing ability = only God who has it
Jesus as a man: Has all power & authoity = Only God is all powerful
The only thing Jesus did not show while in the likeness of man was the ability to be all present. And that was a willful submission to the Father .
angel2u2,
it is not nonsense it really is not. So I will try to explain one more time and just so you know, I am not trying to convince you . To comprehension of the Full nature of God is not capble for you or me while in the condition of the flesh. We can apprrehend but not comprehend fully. The mind of man just doesn't have the ability to think one does is pride . But what we do know in our limited understanding ; we MUST approach the Full Nature of God Reverently, humbly, and fearfully The God head is no joking matter God is not mocked. The concept of what is known as the trinity is seen in the Word of God even if the Word is not in the Bible. WE see it Gen 1 and John gospel, and many other places BUT we are Limited in HOW HE is 3 =1 . The context of created man and the context of God coming in the form or likeness of man are two different things, unless you believe that Jesus was created? So I think those who have been trying to to make you see thier point are doing so but you will not and that ok. Just know that is a two sided coin sir . In the End God is the only one who fully knows all
Thomas " My Lord and My God " John 20:28
it is not nonsense it really is not. So I will try to explain one more time and just so you know, I am not trying to convince you . To comprehension of the Full nature of God is not capble for you or me while in the condition of the flesh. We can apprrehend but not comprehend fully. The mind of man just doesn't have the ability to think one does is pride . But what we do know in our limited understanding ; we MUST approach the Full Nature of God Reverently, humbly, and fearfully The God head is no joking matter God is not mocked. The concept of what is known as the trinity is seen in the Word of God even if the Word is not in the Bible. WE see it Gen 1 and John gospel, and many other places BUT we are Limited in HOW HE is 3 =1 . The context of created man and the context of God coming in the form or likeness of man are two different things, unless you believe that Jesus was created? So I think those who have been trying to to make you see thier point are doing so but you will not and that ok. Just know that is a two sided coin sir . In the End God is the only one who fully knows all
Thomas " My Lord and My God " John 20:28