Sometimes worship can be a powerful thing and sometimes I wonder if we have so instutionalized it that we forget to find God in the little things, like listening to choir music while journaling a prayer to God, or hearing the leaves of the trees whisper God's secrets and lavish love for us. I wonder if sometimes worship, is simply listening to the sounds of nature, and the heart-beat of God. Sometimes I wonder if God calls us to stop the craziness of our lives to stand still and listen for his grace.
Sometimes I realize that it is only through God's grace that I am where I am at today. I can't, couldn't have made it through this last year if it hadn't been for him--those dark valleys of depression and anxiety can dig their fingers deep into one's soul, and only God can really pull you out. Though, I think he uses people on earth to drag us out of the depths of our darkness, our own shadows that haunt us. He uses others to speak his words of comfort, grace, companionship, and encouragement, that we can keep pushing through and that we will get to the light that will explode the darkness of our shadows. Sometimes it seems impossible. But with God all things are possible. Sometimes I think we struggle against the very grace that God wants us to have, we struggle and resist because we can't believe it is meant for us. But yet God does mean it for us. He offers it to us freely, welcomes us where we are at-worn out, tired, weary, resentful, and jaded, and welcomes us to come to him anyway.
How has grace been spoken to you in your life?
Well, I'd say reading my daughter's words of grace after all you've been through this year is pretty high up on the list. I hear God speaking love and hope through you Melody. Thank you.
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