--INSPIRATION, ENCOURAGEMENT, ENLIGHTENMENT, EXHORTATION--
ANCIENT WISDOM SEEN IN FRESH WAYS.
Tuesday, February 10, 2015
“The Father gave
The Son gave the
The Spirit gives
So we can give
the gift of love
And the gift
goes on, and the gift goes on…”
I woke this
morning, my heart overwhelmed by this Sandi Patty song like water overtaking a
dry and thirsty land.
A gentle rain
blows in over the desert. A rivulet gathers, spreads, halts at every tiny
resistance, waits. The water beads up, builds. Finally that small dam is
overcome and the water flows, creating new channels for itself.
a crest of soil, a twig, a stone, a leaf. The water waits and grows
stronger—then its opponent yields and is swept away.
Again the water
flows, and again, and again, until the whole floodplain is covered.
The desert drinks
its fill of His unfailing love. The soil is ready, moist and fertile.
The arid seed long blown on Eden’s fiery wind settles, awakens, drinks
the life-giving water. It swells, softens, and dies.
The seed breaks
open—and from the tiny coffin new life abundant spills. A branch springs forth,
drinking deep of God’s mercy, reaching for the sun of His heart, hanging heavy
with the fruit of a life rooted in Him.
Just so the
gentle love of God our suitor. He approaches gently, waits patiently. He will
not force his will, but overcomes every doubt, every objection, until the
convinced heart finds its home in Him.
choice isn’t love, Avi. It isn’t real. Thank You for giving me that choice, and
for teaching me what love really is. I choose You. In Your holy name, Amen.