A message preached... and readings from two... three books... four if you count His Word... all seem to be connected... pointing to His presence... the importance of waiting... and my identity in it... but it still feels... formless...
Processing... it's messy... (which became clear as I tried to voice it here...)
It's too much... and not enough... all at the same time...
Too many pieces... not enough clarity...
Led onto a path of prayer... I opened to these words...
But I am the Lord your God
from the land of Egypt;
you know no God but me,
and besides me there is no savior.
It was I who knew you in the wilderness,
in the land of drought...
Hosea 13:4-5 ESV
You alone form heaven and earth...
You alone form faith...
You alone define and name...
beginning with light and dark...
You alone transform...
You are the only God I've known...
even when I didn't know...
So I wait... for Him to take these pieces... and form... define... transform... thoughts that feel like a mess...
As I write... wondering... Why share this messy process here...?
I look out and see... Him painting the sky...
blue...
purple...
pink...
and hope the processing... when done... will look as lovely...
The earth was without form and void,
and darkness was over the face of the deep.
And the Spirit of God was hovering
over the face of the waters.
Genesis 1:2 ESV
Waiting for His Spirit... to bring form... and light...
Have you experienced the process of processing...?
How did... does... it make you feel...?
This week's readings for The Journey...
Monday Genesis 5:1 - 6:8
Tuesday Genesis 6:9 - 7:24
Wednesday Genesis 8-9
Thursday Genesis 10:1 - 11:9
Friday Genesis 11:10 - 12:20
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