HOW WE KNOW THE BIBLE IS THE WORD OF GOD

There are books that charm the mind, books that stir the imagination, and books that gather dust; but there is only one Book that lays hold of a man’s conscience, shakes his very soul, and compels him to stand before God as though the judgment throne were set before him. Such a Book cannot be of man. It must be of God. The Scriptures carry a majesty that no human pen could counterfeit—a thunder in their tones, a tenderness in their pleas, a righteousness in their commands. The Word of God is like a lion; you don’t need to defend it—just let it out.

First, the Bible vindicates itself by the unmatched purity of its message.

A book written by mortals would have softened sin, excused pride, or flattered human nature. Instead, Scripture unmasks us. It tears away every fig leaf, strips us of our excuses, and exposes our desperate need for grace. It speaks of holiness with such brightness that the sinner trembles, and of mercy with such sweetness that the sinner runs to Christ. No human mind—darkened as ours is by self-interest—could have produced a Book so honest in its rebukes and yet so healing in its promises. This moral grandeur bears the stamp of heaven.

Second, the Bible proves itself by its transforming power.

Where it enters, chains fall; where it shines, darkness retreats; where Christ is proclaimed, dead hearts rise and walk. Open its pages by candlelight in a prison, a sickroom, or beside a lonely deathbed—and watch what happens. Hope appears. Peace descends. Sinners become saints, and cowards become martyrs. This is no dead letter—it is the living Word, sharper than any two-edged sword, searching the motives, renewing the mind, and giving life where there was none. A merely human book may inform, but only God’s Book can regenerate.

Third, the Scriptures reveal their divine Author through their unity.

Think of it: shepherds and kings, fishermen and prophets, writing across deserts and islands and palaces—yet one crimson thread runs through it all. One message, one Redeemer, one unfolding promise, all pointing to the Lamb slain from the foundation of the world. If many instruments produce one perfect harmony, you may be sure there is a single Master directing the orchestra. The unity of the Bible is the symphony of God.

Lastly, fulfilled prophecy stands like a lighthouse towering above the sea of doubt.

Here is the Almighty writing history before history arrives. Nations foretold, kingdoms sketched, the Messiah described centuries before the angel ever whispered to Mary. Human predictions are guesses; divine prophecy is certainty wrapped in advance. Look to Bethlehem, look to Calvary, look to the empty tomb—all spoken beforehand, all fulfilled in the fullness of time. There is no escaping it: the Scriptures know tomorrow because their Author reigns over eternity.

So, how do we know the Bible is the Word of God?

Because its truth is too holy for human hands, its power too mighty for human invention, its unity too perfect for human coordination, and its prophecies too precise for human foresight.

Open its pages, and you will hear not the echo of man, but the very breath of God. And where God breathes, life begins.

BDD