Five Minute Friday... Happy Weekend!
BROKEN
They call His name. Loud. They want Him dead. But no one can attest to a law broken. "What is truth" asks Pilate. And the lines are fuzzy. Because that's what we do in this world. We watch those fuzzy lines and wonder how to push just a little harder. As tiny humans we are so quick to defy. So quick to seek the boundary... and to cross it. We are made in His image, yet we are on this round rotating planet where we have free will to explore those boundaries and often lack the self control to stop ourselves. We seek the thrill and find it's often followed by time on our knees. We know, deep inside that the Spirit is trying to be our compass. Trying to guide us back to the line, away from the fuzziness. To a life of obedience and fruit. A place where if we would just say "Yes, Lord", we would not necessarily live in perfection, but in truth. And in wholeness. That rush of wings watching over us, guiding us to the narrow way. The path often less traveled in this place. We are BROKEN. We are a world broken. We need a 'fixer'. A guide. An endless, eternal love that heals. Loves. Gives Hope. As we walk this path, let the Spirit rush in and bring that hope. And embrace the broken. When we embrace it, it is then that we can be healed and loved with an everlasting effect.
STOP
Friday, July 26, 2013
Friday, July 12, 2013
Present
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PRESENT
A gift. A present. The present. The moments of sweet silence before the rush of the little feet hit the floor. It's not easy for me to soak in the now. I like to plan and stay "on top of life". But when I let myself go and I sit down in the moment, I feel my spirit refresh. How many times throughout life do I use the words "Not now", "wait a minute", "just a second". How many times do I wish that I could get that moment back from the seemingly important tasks I can check off my list.
I watch her daddy turn her upside down and tickle her feet and soak in the giggles that I know will be gone far sooner than I'm ready for them to be. I see his face light up at the sight of a paving machine on the side of the road and listen with joy at the description of what the machine does and what it will do on the job that day. I have a rare gift of a dinner date out for our anniversary to celebrate the 8 years of adventure we've woven our way through at the guidance of His hand. I build new relationships and realize that He has heard my pleading and now is the time. And I realize that every single day I'm given this present of the present. A time to live into the right now. A gift. A present. THE present.
PRESENT
A gift. A present. The present. The moments of sweet silence before the rush of the little feet hit the floor. It's not easy for me to soak in the now. I like to plan and stay "on top of life". But when I let myself go and I sit down in the moment, I feel my spirit refresh. How many times throughout life do I use the words "Not now", "wait a minute", "just a second". How many times do I wish that I could get that moment back from the seemingly important tasks I can check off my list.
I watch her daddy turn her upside down and tickle her feet and soak in the giggles that I know will be gone far sooner than I'm ready for them to be. I see his face light up at the sight of a paving machine on the side of the road and listen with joy at the description of what the machine does and what it will do on the job that day. I have a rare gift of a dinner date out for our anniversary to celebrate the 8 years of adventure we've woven our way through at the guidance of His hand. I build new relationships and realize that He has heard my pleading and now is the time. And I realize that every single day I'm given this present of the present. A time to live into the right now. A gift. A present. THE present.
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