one step at a time...
It seems hardly possible that almost two years have passed since I felt God lead me out of YWAM (worldwide Christian missions) & into a season of dwelling near family in good ol' Kansas City, MO... While my 3 years with YWAM were some of the most healing, identity-releasing, & confidence-in-Christ-building; this time with family has been some of the most root-deepening & reinforcing, especially in the realm of what it means to "stir up/strengthen my own soul in the Lord." Prior to the last couple years, I hadn't lived near family for a decade. So, re-connecting in a tangible way with them has been simply marvelous.
I've also had the joy of substitute teaching these two years in over a dozen different schools, ages K-12. I've genuinely enjoyed it BIG-time. There has been countless important conversations, opportunities to serve & love, as well as prayer walk these schools in a district with astonishingly rampant poverty (recent statistics say that over 70% of the youth here are growing up in poverty...). The picture the Lord kept giving me through others these 2 years has been that of taking a "Johnny Appleseed" role of scattering seeds of love, prayer, & service that are indeed hard & laborious at times, but they DO matter & WILL take root in one way or another. He's been showing me all over again the utter privilege of the hidden/behind the scenes servant & seed-planting roles...it's true ya know, all growth and life we see surrounding us started from a seed.
Dang. Let that really sink in :)
Tuesday, February 08, 2011
a lil' life update [part dos].
During these last couple years, I've spent a good deal of time involved with a local community known as The Boiler Room. It's part of the 24-7 Prayer International family. I have found these hearts rather kindred to say the least. The emphasis on First Love, Prayer, Mission & Creativity has had my heart responding with many a "YES!" in the last couple years of friendship, involvement, teachings, etc.
So, I've made the commute every weekend from where my family lives in St. Joseph, MO to live in KC during most of this 2 year season. The KC community home I live in is located right smack-dab in one of the top-10 worst neighborhoods in our nation {Yes, we live in this locale on purpose :) }.
Myles (a 23 yr old single fella),
Lindsay (23 yr old single gal),
Derek & Rebecca (a young married couple),
Shelby (18yr old single momma) & her two beautiful kiddos (2yr old Angel & 1yr old Quentin), and myself all dwell within our lovely little abode. We are a motley crew family indeed. I ADORE it.
And we find ourselves ever-stumbling upon more and more young single mommas with fatherless kids. Most of these young women's stories are stuffed full of the pain, turmoil & loss that they've come to see as "normal." So very many of these young people's realities are of the likes of which many of us only hear about in the news or read in about books. The experiences of abuse, rape, drugs, prostitution, neglect, poverty and abandonment that happen right here, in our nation, in our very neighborhoods are almost unbelievable. But they are indeed reality for these teens.
And then they encounter this God-Man Jesus.
And nothing is the same for them, ever again.
It's become clearer than ever to me, that these young women and children are the modern day “widow and orphan” that Scripture is so wildly emphatic that each of us intentionally love, serve, and care for.
It's been a high privilege for me to know & love each of them.
I'm more convinced than ever that God has special deep, deeeeep affections set aside for the ghetto, my friends.
I've never known more deeply that, truly, ours is the God that is indeed "so close to the broken-hearted." I've seen Him time & time again, take these girls' lives, take my life, take our lives, pasts, mistakes, & pains and:
"Do something new! See, I have already begun! Do you not see it? I will make a pathway through the wilderness. I will create rivers in the dry wasteland..." [Isaiah 43.19]
The reality is that most of these young women are facing a vicious cycle of little family support, lack of education, unemployment, and abusive relationships with men. Their situations are oftentimes dismal to say the least, and so often they aren't even aware of an alternative way to live life. But gosh, some of the hearts of these youth are just BEAUTIFUL. I wish I could transport them to you for just a minute and introduce you to all the unique wonder each of them holds. And this GOD of ours "always hopes" for them and relentlessly chases each of them. He's not put off or fearful in the least to full-on jump in to their lives. And the cycle so many of them are in is no match for His mighty love and powerful. Every day that I live life with these ones in the midst of their mess, I am confronted with the reality of how interconnected the human race truly is.
"Their" mess, is really "our" mess, the Church's mess, too.
I can honestly say that there is little more precious than the utter joy of watching an abandoned teenage mother freshly discover daily that there is a different Way, there is a Hope bigger than any reality she'd become accustomed to up until now.
She has unlimited access to the perfect, safe, involved, stable Heavenly Father Who desires her and pursues her, her kids (and her broken family as well) with an unwavering love, joy, freedom and hope.
Our little community home and weekly gatherings with these single moms are so very full of the "powerful mundane"...the every day living life together, that powerfully reveals to each of them that there truly is another Reality to live in all the days of their existence.
OHHH GOD! You're soooo GOOD and right in the middle of humankind's beautiful mess!
You willingly left perfection of beauty, love & holiness to put on a flesh suit and willingly entangle Yourself with the utterly broken, tattered mess of humanity. You CHOOSE to, You delight to do so, and You even call us Your Portion, Your Reward.
Teach us how to willingly, ever-increasingly lay aside our addictions to comfort and willingly entangle our short breath of a life in the affairs of our brothers and sisters so very in need of You, living, dwelling among us in our cities, at our jobs, in our classes, right down the street in our very neighborhoods.
There is absolutely no limit to the Love, Grace, Freedom and Hope that this very good News has afforded us all.
So, I've made the commute every weekend from where my family lives in St. Joseph, MO to live in KC during most of this 2 year season. The KC community home I live in is located right smack-dab in one of the top-10 worst neighborhoods in our nation {Yes, we live in this locale on purpose :) }.
Myles (a 23 yr old single fella),
Lindsay (23 yr old single gal),
Derek & Rebecca (a young married couple),
Shelby (18yr old single momma) & her two beautiful kiddos (2yr old Angel & 1yr old Quentin), and myself all dwell within our lovely little abode. We are a motley crew family indeed. I ADORE it.
And we find ourselves ever-stumbling upon more and more young single mommas with fatherless kids. Most of these young women's stories are stuffed full of the pain, turmoil & loss that they've come to see as "normal." So very many of these young people's realities are of the likes of which many of us only hear about in the news or read in about books. The experiences of abuse, rape, drugs, prostitution, neglect, poverty and abandonment that happen right here, in our nation, in our very neighborhoods are almost unbelievable. But they are indeed reality for these teens.
And then they encounter this God-Man Jesus.
And nothing is the same for them, ever again.
It's become clearer than ever to me, that these young women and children are the modern day “widow and orphan” that Scripture is so wildly emphatic that each of us intentionally love, serve, and care for.
It's been a high privilege for me to know & love each of them.
I'm more convinced than ever that God has special deep, deeeeep affections set aside for the ghetto, my friends.
I've never known more deeply that, truly, ours is the God that is indeed "so close to the broken-hearted." I've seen Him time & time again, take these girls' lives, take my life, take our lives, pasts, mistakes, & pains and:
"Do something new! See, I have already begun! Do you not see it? I will make a pathway through the wilderness. I will create rivers in the dry wasteland..." [Isaiah 43.19]
The reality is that most of these young women are facing a vicious cycle of little family support, lack of education, unemployment, and abusive relationships with men. Their situations are oftentimes dismal to say the least, and so often they aren't even aware of an alternative way to live life. But gosh, some of the hearts of these youth are just BEAUTIFUL. I wish I could transport them to you for just a minute and introduce you to all the unique wonder each of them holds. And this GOD of ours "always hopes" for them and relentlessly chases each of them. He's not put off or fearful in the least to full-on jump in to their lives. And the cycle so many of them are in is no match for His mighty love and powerful. Every day that I live life with these ones in the midst of their mess, I am confronted with the reality of how interconnected the human race truly is.
"Their" mess, is really "our" mess, the Church's mess, too.
I can honestly say that there is little more precious than the utter joy of watching an abandoned teenage mother freshly discover daily that there is a different Way, there is a Hope bigger than any reality she'd become accustomed to up until now.
She has unlimited access to the perfect, safe, involved, stable Heavenly Father Who desires her and pursues her, her kids (and her broken family as well) with an unwavering love, joy, freedom and hope.
Our little community home and weekly gatherings with these single moms are so very full of the "powerful mundane"...the every day living life together, that powerfully reveals to each of them that there truly is another Reality to live in all the days of their existence.
OHHH GOD! You're soooo GOOD and right in the middle of humankind's beautiful mess!
You willingly left perfection of beauty, love & holiness to put on a flesh suit and willingly entangle Yourself with the utterly broken, tattered mess of humanity. You CHOOSE to, You delight to do so, and You even call us Your Portion, Your Reward.
Teach us how to willingly, ever-increasingly lay aside our addictions to comfort and willingly entangle our short breath of a life in the affairs of our brothers and sisters so very in need of You, living, dwelling among us in our cities, at our jobs, in our classes, right down the street in our very neighborhoods.
There is absolutely no limit to the Love, Grace, Freedom and Hope that this very good News has afforded us all.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
no halfsies.
yup.
no halfsies.
no grey.
no fence straddling.
it's all or nothing.
in recent days, i've been re-struck with the realities of this upside-down Kingdom we've willingly handed our past lives over to, in order to become citizens of. we willingly chose to lay down all the successes, natural giftings, individualistic patterns, controlling/manipulative tendencies, self-gratifying cycles, etc. that once got us what we thought we needed/wanted. and now we...well... we still have those tendencies but now we daily hand them over to God, believing Him to wholly take us back to our original Edenic design, one day, one step, at a time.
we either believe ours is "the God who sees" (Genesis 16.13) 100% everything...like...everything in our lives, in our brainwaves, in our hearts; and "indeed gives what is good"(Psalm 85.12, John 8.36); indeed sets up our lives for wildly extravagant eternal success; or, as followers of other gods & ways & religions would attest to, this Jesus is just simply not God but one heckova good dude.
in this case another god, namely ourselves, takes the driver's seat and we find ourselves mostly alone to fend for ourselves on the wide open road of life, scrounging to gather all we can to "comfort" us in the handful of decades we assume we will have on earth.
but, thing is, this God-Man doesn't really leave the conversation open as to whether He's "just a good guy." He's either THE Way or a homeless wanderer who bantered much about an extremely strange, precarious, never-before-heard-of, insulting, entirely unique, backwards Way; a Way that He headed up. and a Way He then died for, unaware of whether or not a single person would actually accept His offer, love Him back and follow.
i was meandering in conversation with a dear friend the other nite (thanks, jas) about how subtle my doubts, fears and halfsies can really be. how sneaky, and at times subconscious, the deep soul-ponderings are that lead me to wonder if i'm really living life the right way ya know? i mean, is all this dying to self stuff really that necessary? once the Great Exchange goes down & He truly takes up residence inside each of us, all should be rather easy schmeasy for the most part, right?
but then, every so often, i find myself exceedingly reminded that, no no no, following this Man is indeed not easy schmeasy. but it is GOOD.
i remember telling a few friends in the last year or so in particular, that i felt as though i could literally feel God taking a shovel and digging out greater depths inside myself (some may call this "deepening the Well inside ourselves"). and this is GOOD and THRILLING and NEW, when this divine digging happens.
but, here's the deal. it's important to remember that there's also an inevitable pain that goes along with the greater depths being dug out.
as a kid, i remember watching my dad dig a hole for one of his myriad construction projects, and there was always that moment..
step 1: ground is content, settled, undisturbed.
step 2: the shovel comes on the scene and what was once serene & expected is now in a bit of upheaval, dirt strewn about, seemingly chaotic and unexpected holes take over.
[this is about the time the "ahhhhh whaaat the HECK is going on?! why am i so hungry and dissatisfied with what once satisfied??" sets in]
step 3: the new design and purpose has been accomplished and the soil has been re-settled [until the next digging of course :)
sometimes this Path with Him finds me ridiculously hungry, like, ravenously soul-hungry. it always takes me a while to figure out that i'm running amuck trying to sedate or, at the very least, very temporarily satisfy the soul cravings...but, frankly, it just takes some slamming into walls sometimes before i remember "oh yeahhh. i've been here before. this is one of those holes God carved out inside me...thaaaat's right. NOTHING is gonna satisfy this sucker but Him...".
i suppose what i wanted myself and everyone else to hear again is that if you're one of those who are presently keenly aware of the holes, cravings, and unsatisfied longings within yourself, then take heart. choose courage. choose joy & laughter even now. the very presence of aching and longing, of dissatisfaction and lack, is evidence of God's love invading yet another space, another corner, of your being. may the aches be used as a springboard further into your God, and not as an accusation against His utter kindness.
i've heard it said that "there is no growth without discomfort and pain", and i must say that, unfortunately, i've found this to be verrrry true :) but yonkers, He sure is close and kind in the midst of it, ey?
staying in constant, raw conversation with God is of utmost importance. turn all those monologues in your noggin to dialogues with the only One who can show you the Way all over again today, tomorrow, forever.
sometimes the greatest act of faith is jumping up and down, smiling, uproariously laughing our heads off, and yelling out the insane goodness, kindness, patience and love of our God towards each of us, because ours is a God Who is always making us a people who are able to "laugh at the days to come", because we KNOW Him and KNOW that he is perpetually for us, rooting for us, always our strength and song.
take out those old journals and remember your personal history He's been building with you gradually (but powerfully) over days, weeks, and years.
just do whatever it takes to stir up your soul again today with the mighty good medicine of His presence, joy, hope, and humbling but TRUE eternal perspective.
please don't look left and right and compare yourself to anyone else. please don't waste time on believing that lie that maybe you're "too radical, too lovesick". one Truth that all mankind holds in common is that we will each stand before God as an individual someday sooner than we know. we won't be compared in the slightest to so much as one other human.
may you daily give a whole-hearted "yes!" to the path less-traveled, to YOUR path with this Jesus and the Spirit-Friend who giddily has hunkered down and made His home inside you, He's sticking around and not goin anywhere. ahhhhh this. changes. everything!
and if your heart desires more kindred-spirited pals to run all-out with than ask Poppa for them... please just ask Him.
so, friends, let's fully allow ourselves to feel, acknowledge and give over our longings and soul cravings to this God again today. let's not fence straddle in the slightest. let's not temporarily distract or sedate. let's not stutter-step and hesitate to jump all-in. let's all-out run, in every area of our individual lives, but as part of a Family.
it takes Him to even love Him.
yup, we actually need Him to help us even love Him rightly.
this is incredibly frustrating & insulting.
that is, unless i'm leaning into Him. if i'm leaning into Him, my soul clinging to Him, then all is right as rain, all makes sense.
we were creatures DESIGNED to be needy, weak, dependent...on HIM.
no halfsies.
no grey.
no fence straddling.
it's all or nothing.
in recent days, i've been re-struck with the realities of this upside-down Kingdom we've willingly handed our past lives over to, in order to become citizens of. we willingly chose to lay down all the successes, natural giftings, individualistic patterns, controlling/manipulative tendencies, self-gratifying cycles, etc. that once got us what we thought we needed/wanted. and now we...well... we still have those tendencies but now we daily hand them over to God, believing Him to wholly take us back to our original Edenic design, one day, one step, at a time.
we either believe ours is "the God who sees" (Genesis 16.13) 100% everything...like...everything in our lives, in our brainwaves, in our hearts; and "indeed gives what is good"(Psalm 85.12, John 8.36); indeed sets up our lives for wildly extravagant eternal success; or, as followers of other gods & ways & religions would attest to, this Jesus is just simply not God but one heckova good dude.
in this case another god, namely ourselves, takes the driver's seat and we find ourselves mostly alone to fend for ourselves on the wide open road of life, scrounging to gather all we can to "comfort" us in the handful of decades we assume we will have on earth.
but, thing is, this God-Man doesn't really leave the conversation open as to whether He's "just a good guy." He's either THE Way or a homeless wanderer who bantered much about an extremely strange, precarious, never-before-heard-of, insulting, entirely unique, backwards Way; a Way that He headed up. and a Way He then died for, unaware of whether or not a single person would actually accept His offer, love Him back and follow.
i was meandering in conversation with a dear friend the other nite (thanks, jas) about how subtle my doubts, fears and halfsies can really be. how sneaky, and at times subconscious, the deep soul-ponderings are that lead me to wonder if i'm really living life the right way ya know? i mean, is all this dying to self stuff really that necessary? once the Great Exchange goes down & He truly takes up residence inside each of us, all should be rather easy schmeasy for the most part, right?
but then, every so often, i find myself exceedingly reminded that, no no no, following this Man is indeed not easy schmeasy. but it is GOOD.
i remember telling a few friends in the last year or so in particular, that i felt as though i could literally feel God taking a shovel and digging out greater depths inside myself (some may call this "deepening the Well inside ourselves"). and this is GOOD and THRILLING and NEW, when this divine digging happens.
but, here's the deal. it's important to remember that there's also an inevitable pain that goes along with the greater depths being dug out.
as a kid, i remember watching my dad dig a hole for one of his myriad construction projects, and there was always that moment..
step 1: ground is content, settled, undisturbed.
step 2: the shovel comes on the scene and what was once serene & expected is now in a bit of upheaval, dirt strewn about, seemingly chaotic and unexpected holes take over.
[this is about the time the "ahhhhh whaaat the HECK is going on?! why am i so hungry and dissatisfied with what once satisfied??" sets in]
step 3: the new design and purpose has been accomplished and the soil has been re-settled [until the next digging of course :)
sometimes this Path with Him finds me ridiculously hungry, like, ravenously soul-hungry. it always takes me a while to figure out that i'm running amuck trying to sedate or, at the very least, very temporarily satisfy the soul cravings...but, frankly, it just takes some slamming into walls sometimes before i remember "oh yeahhh. i've been here before. this is one of those holes God carved out inside me...thaaaat's right. NOTHING is gonna satisfy this sucker but Him...".
i suppose what i wanted myself and everyone else to hear again is that if you're one of those who are presently keenly aware of the holes, cravings, and unsatisfied longings within yourself, then take heart. choose courage. choose joy & laughter even now. the very presence of aching and longing, of dissatisfaction and lack, is evidence of God's love invading yet another space, another corner, of your being. may the aches be used as a springboard further into your God, and not as an accusation against His utter kindness.
i've heard it said that "there is no growth without discomfort and pain", and i must say that, unfortunately, i've found this to be verrrry true :) but yonkers, He sure is close and kind in the midst of it, ey?
staying in constant, raw conversation with God is of utmost importance. turn all those monologues in your noggin to dialogues with the only One who can show you the Way all over again today, tomorrow, forever.
sometimes the greatest act of faith is jumping up and down, smiling, uproariously laughing our heads off, and yelling out the insane goodness, kindness, patience and love of our God towards each of us, because ours is a God Who is always making us a people who are able to "laugh at the days to come", because we KNOW Him and KNOW that he is perpetually for us, rooting for us, always our strength and song.
take out those old journals and remember your personal history He's been building with you gradually (but powerfully) over days, weeks, and years.
just do whatever it takes to stir up your soul again today with the mighty good medicine of His presence, joy, hope, and humbling but TRUE eternal perspective.
please don't look left and right and compare yourself to anyone else. please don't waste time on believing that lie that maybe you're "too radical, too lovesick". one Truth that all mankind holds in common is that we will each stand before God as an individual someday sooner than we know. we won't be compared in the slightest to so much as one other human.
may you daily give a whole-hearted "yes!" to the path less-traveled, to YOUR path with this Jesus and the Spirit-Friend who giddily has hunkered down and made His home inside you, He's sticking around and not goin anywhere. ahhhhh this. changes. everything!
and if your heart desires more kindred-spirited pals to run all-out with than ask Poppa for them... please just ask Him.
so, friends, let's fully allow ourselves to feel, acknowledge and give over our longings and soul cravings to this God again today. let's not fence straddle in the slightest. let's not temporarily distract or sedate. let's not stutter-step and hesitate to jump all-in. let's all-out run, in every area of our individual lives, but as part of a Family.
it takes Him to even love Him.
yup, we actually need Him to help us even love Him rightly.
this is incredibly frustrating & insulting.
that is, unless i'm leaning into Him. if i'm leaning into Him, my soul clinging to Him, then all is right as rain, all makes sense.
we were creatures DESIGNED to be needy, weak, dependent...on HIM.
Friday, November 12, 2010
love never goes to waste.
no, realllllly though.
it NEVER goes to waste.
it may SEEM to go to waste when i put time constraints or preconceived notions/desires of the outcomes on giving love.
it may SEEM to go to waste if i don't perceive getting something, even a tiny something, "in return."
it may SEEM to go to waste when the person in front of my face that i'm attempting to love well, as best i know how in that given moment, responds in a negative or neutral fashion.
it may SEEM to go to waste when...
you fill in your own blanks, friends.
but, here's the bottom line--
the very nature of love, i'm talking REAL, ETERNAL, PERFECT Love flows from one place...and boy oh boy does it flow with no end & without conditions.
if i find myself getting tired loving and fully embracing certain persons, myself, environments or situations...well- it's a red flag, a dear old friend, meant to expose to me my inner parts that have yet to lean on God, and on HIS kind of Love.
"PERFECT Love throws out, expels, casts out, rejects ALL fear.", right? RIGHT.
no need to "hold back" or "save" our love for those whom we perceive to receive it the way we'd like for them to receive/apply it...that's a mentality of rationing our love.
no need to ration infinite, fearless love. no need to give in to a utilitarian mindset that weighs and schemes love...that is simply not the simple but strong childlike Love we are called, equipped, and privileged to give away.
"LOVE. NEVER. FAILS."
.[1 corinthians 13].
no, realllllly though.
it NEVER goes to waste.
it may SEEM to go to waste when i put time constraints or preconceived notions/desires of the outcomes on giving love.
it may SEEM to go to waste if i don't perceive getting something, even a tiny something, "in return."
it may SEEM to go to waste when the person in front of my face that i'm attempting to love well, as best i know how in that given moment, responds in a negative or neutral fashion.
it may SEEM to go to waste when...
you fill in your own blanks, friends.
but, here's the bottom line--
the very nature of love, i'm talking REAL, ETERNAL, PERFECT Love flows from one place...and boy oh boy does it flow with no end & without conditions.
if i find myself getting tired loving and fully embracing certain persons, myself, environments or situations...well- it's a red flag, a dear old friend, meant to expose to me my inner parts that have yet to lean on God, and on HIS kind of Love.
"PERFECT Love throws out, expels, casts out, rejects ALL fear.", right? RIGHT.
no need to "hold back" or "save" our love for those whom we perceive to receive it the way we'd like for them to receive/apply it...that's a mentality of rationing our love.
no need to ration infinite, fearless love. no need to give in to a utilitarian mindset that weighs and schemes love...that is simply not the simple but strong childlike Love we are called, equipped, and privileged to give away.
"LOVE. NEVER. FAILS."
.[1 corinthians 13].
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Tuesday, October 05, 2010
"Some time later the brook dried up."
[1 Kings 17.7]
Can I be honest?
For some time now, I have been attracted to only music, movies, art, etc. that force me to dig, search and chase the meaning of the lyrics, melodies, patterns, subtleties, etc.
I have an almost borderline distaste for overtly-wholesome lyrics even.
Weird, ey? Perhaps.
But I think it's mayhaps an outer indicator of where I'm presently at inwardly with my God...it's a dig, dig, dig time. A press in, go higher and go deeper time. It's simply not a time to sit back and let Truth and Freedom and rubber-meets-the-road Love come to me on a silver platter. So many of the sources I'm accustomed to going to, to fill that hungry being that resides within each of us humans, have, simply not satisfied the way they used to.
God, keep making us a people willing/desiring to daily choose to hold Your hand and continue to allow You to lead and guide, yet allow this ever-building hunger and stubbourness to march forth inside our soul and make the tough choices that You are not willing to make for us; to refuse to let the spell of this decaying world's idea of "success" and the false beauty of microwave/immediate results enchant us any longer, to the best of our ability.
Or, should I say, to the best of Your ability rushing forth within us...
Oh that we would be swept away by it instead of the vain, anchorless, fading distractions and lesser gods.
This indescribably bright, pure, crisp and frighteningly beautiful light that we've caught a glimpse of in even the slightest flicker of Your eyes far outweighs it all and should be all we need to daily stand up and use that gift of a free will that resides within us and CHOOSE You.
I've more than a slight suspicion that Your countenance glows with joy when so much as one of the billions of humans You fashioned use their free will to make a choice for love.
After all, this life thing is truly composed of a series of choices I suppose.
[1 Kings 17.7]
Can I be honest?
For some time now, I have been attracted to only music, movies, art, etc. that force me to dig, search and chase the meaning of the lyrics, melodies, patterns, subtleties, etc.
I have an almost borderline distaste for overtly-wholesome lyrics even.
Weird, ey? Perhaps.
But I think it's mayhaps an outer indicator of where I'm presently at inwardly with my God...it's a dig, dig, dig time. A press in, go higher and go deeper time. It's simply not a time to sit back and let Truth and Freedom and rubber-meets-the-road Love come to me on a silver platter. So many of the sources I'm accustomed to going to, to fill that hungry being that resides within each of us humans, have, simply not satisfied the way they used to.
God, keep making us a people willing/desiring to daily choose to hold Your hand and continue to allow You to lead and guide, yet allow this ever-building hunger and stubbourness to march forth inside our soul and make the tough choices that You are not willing to make for us; to refuse to let the spell of this decaying world's idea of "success" and the false beauty of microwave/immediate results enchant us any longer, to the best of our ability.
Or, should I say, to the best of Your ability rushing forth within us...
Oh that we would be swept away by it instead of the vain, anchorless, fading distractions and lesser gods.
This indescribably bright, pure, crisp and frighteningly beautiful light that we've caught a glimpse of in even the slightest flicker of Your eyes far outweighs it all and should be all we need to daily stand up and use that gift of a free will that resides within us and CHOOSE You.
I've more than a slight suspicion that Your countenance glows with joy when so much as one of the billions of humans You fashioned use their free will to make a choice for love.
After all, this life thing is truly composed of a series of choices I suppose.
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