October 9, 2012
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Ever read a post and have it touch your heart that you want to grab it right from the screen, a full-page flyer with pictures and everything, to hug the words close? Just because it came at the right moment,
because your eyes are filling with tears that are washing away the heart-ache,
because words are resonating within you like a heartbeat, and you know it’s truth leaping from the page?
I still startle delighted when a piece of life’s billion-piece puzzle falls into place. My mind rejoices as it folds the piece in with the rest, carefully pressing down the contours to lock it in. The knowledge comes suddenly..
…it’s the living of it that is hard.
It’s probably because I forget easily, and before I know it I’m wound up again, clenching my fists, with knots in my chest and that lump in my throat, until a reminder comes my way, to count and remember. Trust and joy and rest. But the work isn’t over.
Life’s not hard because you’re doing anything wrong: Life is a battle. Put on your armor. According to Ephesians 6:13-18, I am equipped. And I need to put on the full armor to guard against feelings that grow in the not-knowing; the impatience, and the many, many negative thoughts.
And I make a habit out of the positive, with each moment carve out new pathways until they are well-worn, and am transformed by the renewing of my mind, because unlike pessimism, light is the radical thing in a dark world.
And sometimes when it gets difficult, I need another reminder, with pictures and everything,
In the silent times, seek God.
In the harried times, hallow God.