My heart is so full. I don’t think I can comprehend or express how blessed I am to have the community that I have around me. Surely, this is how we were designed to be– a family of families, caring for one another, genuinely being thankful for someone’s existence, loving one another, blessing and being blessed by one another. Essentially loving one another under the unity of Christ.
I didn’t get much writing done, so the “muse” is coming out in a blog. And why shouldn’t it if that’s where my heart is overflowing right now.
It’s only Monday night (technically Tuesday morning) and I’ve already learned 3 interesting things:
- The folly of God is still wiser than the wisdom of men
- The weakness of God is still stronger than the strength of men
- The riddles of God are still more satisfying than the solutions of men
Perhaps the past tense “learned” is a bit premature… three things I was taught and am still learning.
I do not have all the answers, I don’t have a comeback for every argument or debate, I don’t know what is to come, or how or when, or why.
And I don’t need to.
Well how’s that for an unsatisfying answer? Right up there with “well, it depends.”
It’s taken me this long to realize it, and will continue to be a wrestling point I’m sure, but not having to know the answers, not having to be strong in my reasoning… is so freeing.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again because it’s so true… “Hallelujah we are free to struggle, we’re not struggling to be free.” (Mike Donehey).
We can fail, we can walk away from an excitable discussion unscathed by the tongues of men because we’re told that to them it’s folly. We are free to be confident in the truth. As Matt Chandler put it (roughly), if it’s true, it’s of God… we’ve got the market cornered on Truth.
And so our only task is to preach Christ, as Paul encourages us in 1 Corinthians.
Bonus thing I learned this week: The Lord is my portion.
What does that even mean? Who talks like that anyway, what does that look like? I’m still unpacking it to be honest, but He is our daily bread.
He is enough for today, He is everything I need for today. He is the strength that helps me peel off the warm covers to get me out of bed, He is the joy and energy that sustains me throughout a long day, He is my companion who walks me to wherever I’m going, He is the provider who chases away worry and fear, He is the one who makes room in my busy schedule for rest and community, He is the creator who is glorified when the wisps of sparkling snow race alongside me when I look out the bus window.
Who am I that you are mindful of me? How wonderful are your works O Lord. You are my prize and my portion, my God and my deliverer, my refuge and strength, my Rock and my Redeemer. Praise be to God in the highest.
Every day is an adventure and every soul encountered has a moving and epic story worthy of the big screen, and He is moving in all of it, and He is God through all of it.
Tomorrow, next week, next month, next semester, next year, the next five, ten, twenty, fifty years… starts with today.
Not weekly buffet. Daily bread for the daily grind.