This week's brooding winter weather turned into a tiny dusting, even though preparations were being made and provisions stored; we were all a little disappointed. But I am weary of storms ~ inside and out; I want Spring and joy and lightness of heart, even though there is pain and suffering and brokenness all around. People, marriages, countries, families, they bend and break under the weight of sin and lack of mercy one for another.
Even the tiny bird's nest in the yard is weighed down by the ravages of the season. There is a Divine Springtime, though, an endless melting of all we know so that God might recreate and make new all that we are and all that we see. Perhaps deeply connected to my desire for the storm to end is the belief that Someone comes to, "make all things new."
Revelation 21:5 I cannot avoid the storm, I must be made new in it.
Just as
Peter, we must learn to walk on water because of our desperate desire to be with Christ; in our challenges we come to an end of ourselves and seek the One impossible to reach by our own effort. It is the seeking and reaching for God that changes us.
There's a hedge of protection in the Father's heart. Found it yet?
Medicine from Sacred Writings:
"But is there no one to lead you? Come to me and I will show you the places of refuge of holy men...for they, as being strong, are able even in the midst of the raging waters to enjoy a calm; but you, who are leaky on every side, have need of tranquility, and to take breath a little after the successive waves."
John Chrysostom Fourth Century
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