I think deep down we all know that we are somehow connected whether we acknowledge this or not. The connection isn’t immediately visible in this world, and yet many of us feel it and know that it is there. Those who have accessed this deep knowledge in times of silence or brokenness or even great joy, experienced this connection and wanted to share it with everyone and thus many creations and inventions have been born from what we know within, spoken and written languages, roads, art, books, mail, morse code, televisions, telephones, and now the internet – connecting our whole world.
Yet – anything we create here is a simplistic, broken and eventually a corrupt copy of what truly exists, what is real yet invisible!
Let us use our inventions to spread LOVE despite their brokenness, but let us NOT allow them to overshadow the true and real connection that is buried deep within each of us – you will find it in the SILENT and INFINITE DEPTH of each PRESENT MOMENT. Within each moment it waits to be discovered – a buried treasure whispering to us – Come, come and see!
The kingdom of heaven is like a treasure hidden in the field, which a man found and hid again; and from joy over it he goes and sells all that he has and buys that field. Again, the kingdom of heaven is like a merchant seeking fine pearls, and upon finding one pearl of great value, he went and sold all that he had and bought it.
Remember – it is trees with the strongest roots that bear the most glorious fruit!
My friends, dig deep into the Gospel, connect with others in prayer, silent or vocal, believe Him and in His wonderful promises, and LOVE – only then can you bear fruit worthy to be set before the King.
… we have not ceased praying for you and asking that you may be filled with the knowledge of God’s will in all spiritual wisdom and understanding, so that you may lead lives worthy of the Lord, fully pleasing to Him, as you bear fruit in every good work and as you grow in the knowledge of God.
Isn’t it interesting that when things are going well we can so easily be lulled, like a sleeping baby, into believing that we have strong and great faith, yet in times like this we are most susceptible to the bubble of faith. Our bubble grows fast, it quickly becomes big and is so colorful and beautifully round – it is a delight for both ourselves and others to see. We fill it with air, words, talk and so much more – so it will keep growing, but oh how quickly it pops at the first signs of trial and we are left with what is REAL and TRUE- maybe a seed, but probably something even smaller.
Oh Lord – to have faith the size of a mustard seed! Please give us each a real and true seed of faith and then, my Love, please teach us how to garden. Gardeners know that most tiny seeds must be planted and kept in the dark as they begin to grow. Please protect us, keep us hidden in the dark as our roots of faith begin to grow and let us not boast in anything, but especially not in any faith that might appear on the surface for we know that our true faith lies within our deep roots. We know that the deep roots will not only withstand the storms and trials of life but will become stronger with each storm – reminding us yet again of the Joy of Suffering.
Therefore as you have received Christ Jesus the Lord, so walk in Him, having been firmly rooted and now being built up in Him and established in your faith, just as you were instructed, and overflowing with gratitude.
Colossians 2: 6-7
Some times when I am thinking of Him, reading about Him, listening to a song that fills my soul with Him… I feel a sense of urgency – a deep need to tell others of the great and overwhelming sorrow we will feel when we arrive at the foot of His throne and realize how little we did if anything and how much more we should have done to praise Him with every breath, every action, every thought during this short life of ours.
Then the moment usually passes and I slip back into the world, but NOT TODAY my friends. Today is different… today I said a little prayer when this feeling came over me and I asked Him to give me the words to share. Sweet Lord, I pray that these words are not from me, but from Your Sweet Holy Spirit.
Let our lives be nothing but the echo of God.
My husband loves to camp, and I have grown to really enjoy it too. The last time we were camping, I was lying awake listening to the sounds of the night and I had an amazing thought…
What if we have lost our ability to clearly hear and understand the creatures of the night? To us they sound like noise, usually with a beat and in unison, but nothing more than a mixture of sounds, but what if they are really saying
“Holy, holy, holy, the Lord God the Almighty, who was and is and is to come.”
– Revelation 4:8
Maybe all together and moving in unison and working as one, they become the four living creatures around the throne of God who are full of eyes all around and inside, singing praise to God our Father day and night without ceasing.
That night I listened and tried to hear it, but eventually I fell asleep, but you, my friends, whose hearts have remained holy and pure – listen because I am sure deep in the woods you will hear the the never ceasing praise sung by the very least creatures here on earth for the greatest of all, our Lord God the Almighty!
It is so amazing to me that as you try to find the smallest unit of time between two seconds, you reach infinity. Most of us always think of infinity as so big, vast and unimaginable, and often forget that it is also so tiny, minute and almost invisible!
I think this is why so many stress the need to live in the present moment! They know that by living in each present moment we have an opportunity to live in infinity. When we live in the past or the future, we skim the surface of each moment instead of diving down into the the infinity of the moment.
Be still, be quiet, listen, see it, touch it, understand it, and realize that the infinite is available to everyone and can be reached and felt and understood by everyone in every moment.
We all probably know someone who lives most of their life within the infinity of the present moment. We are drawn to them, and see it in their eyes, but they can’t take us there, they can only show it to us. In order to meet them there, we must take our own path diving down deep into the infinity of our moments.
Lord please still and silence our bodies, hearts, minds ,and souls so that we might commune with You within each infinite moment!
I told you a few weeks ago about my newly found love for Mary. I have been thinking about her a lot and wanting to know her more and know her story.
Tonight as I was conquering the mountain of laundry that has piled up since school let out for summer, I decided to watch the first part of a movie that has been sitting in my queue for a while, Mary of Nazareth.
First of all, let me tell you that I love it and I will be watching the second part very soon.
While watching it I realized that maybe we can know more of her story through His stories, by looking deeper into the parables of The Gospel, and then imagining how these parables might translate into her life, her childhood, her memories and her thoughts that she shared with her sweet and blessed son, Jesus.
Imagine for a moment Mary’s wedding celebration. I had never done this before, but it was vividly depicted in this movie. Her parents prepared a feast to celebrate their daughter’s wedding, but no guests came. Their neighbors looked on with disgusted judgement refusing to attend while Mary, Joseph and her parents sat alone.
Now imagine what might have happened next.
What if Mary stood up, reached for Joseph’s hand and together they walked through the village inviting everyone they found to join them in celebration?
Does this sound familiar? Check out Matthew 22 and Luke 14:15-24.
Maybe some of her story is buried deep His parables. Maybe we just have to read The Gospels again from yet another perspective to find her story.
I think it is time to start digging deep again my friends!
This morning I woke up and remembered that it was our anniversary! As I gazed at my sleeping love, he woke up, gave me a smile and then for a moment he became lost as he gazed into space.
I didn’t want to interrupt his waking moment, but I thought to myself as he became lost in thought… only God knows where he is right now.
In that moment, with that thought, I wanted to melt into our one true Love so that my husband and I could be lost together in His infinite ocean of love.
By losing ourselves or melting into Him we are not lost, but instead find His buried treasure of knowing each other even more deeply. This hidden treasure is wonderful, but even it falls short of a deeper secret waiting for us.
I long to long to lose myself for Him alone.
Last weekend I headed out to an overgrown portion of our yard with a saw in hand and planned to trim a few low hanging branches and cut down a few weeds that were becoming full grown trees. As I started pushing branches out of the way and worked my way back to the fence I came across some dead branches/vines covered in 1-1.5 inch thorns. I quickly recruited my sweet husband to spend the next 30 min braving the thorns while digging out this plant. Unfortunately we did suffer a few pricks during the process and they really hurt!
The thorns and the pricks made me think of Jesus. It reminded me of His crown of thorns and I tried to imagine these thorns pressing into my head… I couldn’t.
Thinking of this made me wonder why we have elevate the rose to such a high symbol of love when it too is covered in these merciless thorns which pressed into the vulnerable and precious head of our Savior and Lord.
Could it be that the young men of the past longed to present their dear ones with not only a beautiful, soft, sweet smelling flower, but also a flower that required them to brave the thorns before it could be obtained in order to deepen the love they were showing their sweetheart through the gift of the rose?
The soldiers could have mocked Jesus with a crown of twigs, but God placed a bush with thorns nearby to allow Jesus to show us yet another level, an even deeper level of His piercing love for us through His crown of thorns.
Jesus thank You for Your deep love that I don’t understand and cannot fathom. You call to me, You wake me from my sleep and You long to be with me regardless of my disregard. Please inspire me to long for You as You long for me, my Love.
We are becoming gardeners! Since moving into a house I have wanted to plant a garden. Unfortunately I am a dreamer with very little follow-up action, but thankfully my husband is the one who gets things done!
This summer he picked a spot in the yard and we started clearing out the ground cover. Within a few weeks we had a nice little spot cleared! I thought we would be ready to plant within the week so the girls and I headed out to buy some seeds, but wait a min my sweet husband is also very detail oriented and meticulous when it comes to projects! We were not yet ready to plant, we had to clear out all of the roots. While clearing the roots we came across some very large and deep cement bases from the old fence. I was willing to work around them, but my love said “No, they must come out.” so we began digging really deep! Four, fifty pound, cement bases later, our little plot had transformed into what looked like a miniature disaster zone with deep holes, dirt piles and lots of roots.
We are now about 2 months into the project. Today I was out there filling in the holes, clearing roots, leveling the earth, and thinking. I was wondering if my soul is being cleared out as I clear out this land? I was thinking about my own roots that run deep, my own cement blocks that weigh me down and keep me from producing any fruit, I was thinking about the over growth within my life that distracts me from our sweet Jesus, and finally I was thinking of my husband and the beautiful life he lives.
Thank You Jesus for blessing me with my sweet and wonderful husband who understands Your ways and practices them. I read Your Book, but he listens to You with his heart and acts on it. He knows the land must be properly prepared in order to be fruitful, he knows that things must be destroyed to be rebuilt and he is patient!
I pray to continue seeing him with Your eyes of love so that I can continue to learn from his wonderful example!