pew Sunday after Sunday. Wondering what brunch spot will be picked. Or thinking about the afternoon nap and the treat that follows. What short attention I have. To some degree I see why: is not the the heavenly Fathers goodness reflected in all creation?
I was content with status quo. Stuck in a loop. Living in a shame cycle. Compromised too much. Lived without proper boundaries. Not anymore.
A new cassette tape plays on this walkman. For this man will walk with a cassette that plays praises for His glory with faith enough to walk on water. ( Or do so I pray, still, Lord give me Faith for mine is weak)
Are there times of doubt? Yes. Grief? Yes. Deep grief that spans a chasm so far and wide it seems to remove my breath with just a glance.
But all in all my thoughts and breath pull towards on the eternal. Even my dream state begins to morph from darkness to light. A metamorphosis that takes time as the tadpole begins a new life on land.
I was at table with friends, sharing a meal. Laughter, care, love. It surrounded me. I think I will like walking in the light with my new legs.
The process will take time. For I was badly wounded. And scars are formed. More deeply than I even know myself. But I press onward toward a prize not on this earth.
When wills are aligned maybe the world comes into focus. Maybe that is when a blessing of shade is provided. Oh how that tree must provide oil too! So two can be a bright light for the salvation of as many with ears to hear. As iron sharpens iron.
While the thought of children is novelty I desire more so to change the world as a lampstand for Christ. I don't know if we have another generation. Once it starts it says it will be over quickly. A relief but also - not yet! For too many are still lost and sleepy. The good Lord is gracious.
I learned recently about what is written: when the fig trees provides shade then we know summer is near. for the leaves will bud.
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