Junctures of our lives intersect with glory on the paths we take. My prayer: BIND MY FEET with tethers of LOVE to the ANCIENT PATHS! The road you dreamed of when You dreamed of me.
"You will show me the Path of Life; in Your presence is fullness of joy, at Your right hand there are pleasures forevermore." -Psalm 16:11
The wooden grove becomes the dancing place. The waiting moments of our lives, the seasons unfolding, stretching forth... become the birthing place. Where travails brings life and I FIND PEACE.
The backlit cloud lights up the moment, highlighting destiny.
My wisdom mantra often sounds like this these days: "One day at a time, I walk out love. One day at a time, my feet walk; brave. Leading me to His lovely face."
So, here I am in Kansas City with IHOP (International House of Prayer) for the summer. How often I have asked God to release me to this place over the years. But here I am, in His resolute timing and in His mysterious ways. He has brought me here, now. For a time.
I drove from Boston to Missouri, solo. How much I needed to find Him in the solitude of my own journey, if even only for a few days. Living in intense community over the past few years, has sharpened me in love, but also revealed a need for refuge. I like to pray out loud. Often hard to do that surrounded by many people. So, I longed for the sanctuary and solitude of a few "carved out days" to sing in my car, praying to the God of my life.
Approaching my destination, I found myself caught up in the most truly surreal stormy night (literal) of my young life. I was on a flat stretch of highway, deep in the night, with no lights for miles and miles. A thunderous, epic, lightning storm, with torrents of rain, deluged all around me! At times, making it nearly impossible to keep the car on the road. I crawled slowly through the storm. The display of power all around! The light! The sound! Oh, the revealing of His majesty. For the storm alone, does not contain Him. And yet, how very small I became. It was almost as if the world stopped and the God of the Universe displayed a moment of brevity and of POWER... just for me! "SEE ME!" He says. We think we long for Him. And we long. We long for Him. But, I am beginning to discover... IT IS REALLY HE: WHO LONGS FOR ME!
In the midst of the storm, was one small firefly, somehow trapped in my vehicle. Flickering and flitting about the cabin of the car, surrounding me with a trail of green, enchanting light. All about was the thunder and the majesty. Within, the poetry of one small light. It seemed as if I was scratching the surface of beauty again.
Beauty always finds me. I am so grateful. Beauty always finds me. I see His outstretched love. Always with me.
And I am like that one firefly in the midst of a giant storm. For when the Lion roars, who can BUT prophesy?! (Amos 3) And the voice of the Lord is as the mighty waters, breaking cedars, melting mountains. (Psalm 29) And this same voice... speaks to me.
I love you, Jesus.
