It seems I learn pearls of wisdom and immediately I know of another person who needs to hear that wisdom...rarely at first does it apply to me. Until I sit and wait on the Lord.
In today's world, to sit and wait on the Lord is considered by some as meditation. That's all well and good but it misses my interpretation of meditation. Meditation to me is that which I haven't gotten right yet.
Ah, but I can...and do...have my daily (often hourly) chats with the Lord. I chat; He listens. Then, for unknown to me reasons, on occasion, the Spirit speaks, and I hear. Those are my High Holy Days.
I admit my unsettled feeling is still with me. I'm calling this God's holding room. I do not get to decide How Long, Oh Lord, I just get to believe. And there it is...my personal logjam: Coming to believe...to Believe...honestly, no holds barred...Believe.
No doubt we've all been there more than a few times...maybe that is the end of the story. Coming to Believe is the rest of our life...for there will always be more we do not know until we know. Then, there's more.
So be faithful! Go to the edge, find the beloved community, build the alternative, the parallel culture, in small communities.
Thank you.
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