It is early…4:17am and I am unsure what to write about just yet. It seems that we are always looking for something “out there” and I am even now looking for some word of wisdom outside myself I think…and yet it is here that I must begin. To be born of God – born of faith. That is what is in my heart and on my mind just now…a beginning…a new life. We are told in Mark that when we find the new life, it will come with persecutions. It is something that we don’t expect, but it is a part of the path. In fact, we are told to rejoice in persecutions, for so persecuted they the prophets and Jesus himself… To be meek and lowly of heart… to bear it well… That is all there is for us. If you find yourself on the trackless path, it is likely that you have already begun, if only in isolated moments, to see this life as very short. It is a more accurate view of things and it is one of the consolations that make his burden light and his yoke easy. For me, there is likely at most forty years left of this short life – maybe more if I am blessed with an above average life span. The winds blow and the storm howls and at times all assails to insist that chaos rules, but it is a mirage and time will prove that he who believes was firmly rooted in reality. So…hold on your way. There is a boundary over which the Liar cannot pass. Tighten the fence that surrounds that sacred place of your own consciousness and trust. A scripture is coming to mind that I don’t remember very well – something about how those who trust will not do so in vain.
I guess that is a piece of what is in my heart this morning. I don’t have a ton of time but thought I would share. I have been given so much and am so grateful. I hope it helps.