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standing in awe
Nothing solidifies my awe of God more than being on a beach where water pounds into the shore, loud and furious. Nothing brings me to amazement more quickly than gazing into the clear night sky. I see the heavens twinkle and the inky blackness simultaneously come close and stretch into distances unknown. How can I not come to God with honour and wonder and fear? With my whole self? Might it be that I have forgotten? Or have I chosen to ignore in whose hands I am resting as I go about my daily pursuits?
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rejoice
“And Mary said: ‘My soul glorifies the Lord and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior ... No clearer insight exists into the brave and beautiful heart of Mary than this powerful New Testament psalm. As she is first acknowledged by another to be carrying the seed of God, these words pour from her mouth out of an overflowing heart. Their source is neither pride nor fear, but a humble acknowledgment of her own lowliness and a joyful exaltation of the Lord.
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battle cry
As I write, war rages throughout our nation. Few, if any, would dispute the reality of the unrest, though there is both passive and vehement disagreement on nearly everything else. Who is the enemy? What is at stake? What is our strategy? How do we engage? Are we battling disease? Racism? The Establishment? Is this about an election cycle? A people group? Individuals? Are the core issues political? Social? Spiritual? And, at a personal level, where do I fit within the bigger picture? What do I believe, where do I stand, and what price am I willing to pay? Always of a reflective nature, I find myself sifting through countless…
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Adoration
I don’t know how it is for you, but my internal sense of celebration rarely lines up precisely with the seasons. For example, it wasn’t until this morning, a full two days after Thanksgiving, that my heart began to swell with spontaneous gratitude. After sleeping late, I made myself a cup of tea and nestled into the deep cushions of my couch. Pen in hand, I sought to capture the waves of love rising up inside me, the wealth of worship pouring forth. As always, words fell short and I closed my eyes, sinking into this sense of sweetest grace. My heart falls to its knees before You in wonder…
