Tragedy into blooming

Come now.
Come now.
Not later.
Come now.

We invite you to come and partake in the banquet here.
Feast with us.

Tragedy after tragedy.
Come.
Pick up the broken pieces and make them better than before.

You are a God of restoration and redemption.
Come.

The invitation to make right what has been taken is now.

The enemy has no power here.
We have given up our inheritance to a thief and murderer.

Reach into lilies and pluck.
Intended for later.
Now is the time.
Flowers bloom now on your command, which we hold.
Gifts for a later time, given in a different season.
Now they give fragrance.
Now they bloom.
Now they are seen.
Now they are enjoyed.
Now they are ALIVE.

From rest do we command.
Resting in You.
Feasting in You.

Use us.
Feast with us.
See us. Again.

Commune.

The whirlwind of who you are overtakes all we lack.
Our shortcomings no longer are part of the equation.

The formula is gone.
Laws are written and torn to pieces to be eaten and swallowed to become part of our heartbeat.
The heart that beats in time with you so we only do what you do.
We see you.
Become part of you.
 You become part of us.
Overtake us.

Swallow us up until we are a pool of water at your disposal.
Water flowing at your command.
A puddle.

Love us.
Make us into the creation in your image.
Love us.
A mirror of image.
Love us.

Love so we can put our arms around the world and hold.
Love us so we can reach out and receive.

Every

 Every

   The sun rises. A promise of a new day. A day made just for you. New breath.

Breathing life into all that's in front of you. And the past. Restoration for the soul.

    Fingerprints of God's art over creation. Sighing, opening, pressing through

darkness to enter into freshness.

    Sunrise, newness, promises, washing, creating that particular day to show love

to all He created. Birds sing and are aware of the privilege.

    Leaves always at attention for the next season. Waiting for the notion to change.

Fall. Begin to grow.

    Flowers anticipating permission to push forth through the Earth. Beauty

and color surrounding.

    Rain falls on command. Snow lets down and melts when told.

    All creation bears His fingerprint. Down to the smallest, supposedly insignificant

molecule.

    The symphony crescendos and rests at His voice. All are obedient to the loving

and gracious One. It's because of the desire for love that we come to know the

goodness and faithfulness of Him.

    Scratching and clawing for more. Never reaching. Wanting love and asking in

every corner, never to be satisfied. Screaming, maddening searches for something that

has been there since the beginning. Never leaving. Always desiring...you.

    Love that never leaves is not a design humans would create. Leaving is what

we've done well. Running away. Hurting before we are damaged forever.
   
    No more hiding. Full nakedness. Complete seeing of our souls. To reconvene

with the only True love of the universe.

    He covers with white flowing silk. Running in joy. Running, crashing, passionate

embrace of love that has always been. From the beginning. In the beginning.

    He knows every inch, every thought, every breath, every molecule. Every.

The Bigger Picture

The Bigger Picture

A molecule of water. 

H2O.

A drop in the roaring ocean or a drip on the sidewalk.

Our lives are either a particle in the ocean of the body of Christ

Unifying in agreement of the Creator

Or a drip on the sidewalk, more concerned with our purpose and agenda.

Make my life more valuable than the viewing of the small piece I am. 

Show me the bigger picture of what you are striving for here.

Bringing glory

Brought glory

Bring glory

Will bring glory to You. 

We are to bring it, now. 

In the present.

Crush me, kill me, push my identity and destiny to second place behind bringing you glory.

Out of Your glory, you give me all I need.

Sacrifice me on your alter.

I throw my crown at your feet, disrobe and wash your feet. 

Naked in recognition of who you are. 

Clothed only in righteousness.

Humiliate me for your sake.

We are but a particle in the body of rushing water. 

But all the while...you see me. 

You see me. 

You see each cell you created, the bones, the muscle, the tendons you carefully picked for my unique body. 

My mind tuned perfectly. 

My organs that function in time with your heart.

Take my eyes off the cells of my body and make me like them. 

Obedient to your every word. 

My breath moves on your command.

The leaves fall at your word. 

The flowers bloom when you say. 

Make me like the birds in the sky and the ant on the ground.

Make me like the smallest creature, with delicate features.

Everything in existence bends when you speak. 

To bring glory to You.

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