Here,
On this barren landscape,
Earth trembles, heaves beneath my feet.
The stones we have placed with such care’
No match for the coming storm-
Your power unleashed,
Vehement gifts
No longer contained
no longer denied
The time has come-
Let go, give ourselves,
Give myself, to You
Beneath fireworked sky
One small sprig pushes aside cracked soil
Unfurls itself in
Newdawn sun
Reaches, unimpeded
Toward Heaven.
As I was writing this, or rather sharing it with a friend, my vision, for lack of a better word, expanded even further. This piece is my attempt to paint a picture of the vision I saw yesterday morning during worship, extended this morning as I continued to try & grasp what it might mean (the second stanza)
I wrote to my friend "The time has come for all of us to stop trying to stopper His gifts to us, to let them flow, put them into service." As I wrote those words I could see a crowd of people, gathered together, hands lifted heavenward, faces turned to the light-and each was allowing the gifts they had been given to flow without doubt or fear. No one looked to his neighbour in envy, wishing he had been given the ability of another. What amazing power there was, the room vibrates with it.
As my correspondence with my friend has continued today I have begun to g
et a hold of the shift I have been sensing was coming. I had not realized it before, but the church I previously belonged to had become a haven for many of us, and all of us felt lost when it disbanded. There had been a small core of us, good friends who found ourselves seeking other church bodies, and oddly, not one of us landed in the same place. And yet this past Sunday we were all in one place together again & it felt right & good. As my friend & I marveled at this it occurred to me that we had all begun to lean on each other, and to some degree hide behind each other, and God needed to push us beyond our safe borders. To take us back (or forward?) to a place where we learned again that we are supposed to lean on Him, hide in Him.
I am not fond of change, and I do not easily open myself to new people, and yet, looking back over the past couple of years I can see I have been brought into a place where I feel safe. More than that, I realize the biggest shift was that God brought me into a body of believers where my daughter felt safe, and so I could relax and be who I was called to be, or at the very least move in that direction. For the first time in years, decades even, I feel like I am my authentic self, and I do not need to hide it at all.
Come, what gift have you been given? There is a song to be sung in each of us. Unfurl yourself in the Son.
As my correspondence with my friend has continued today I have begun to g
et a hold of the shift I have been sensing was coming. I had not realized it before, but the church I previously belonged to had become a haven for many of us, and all of us felt lost when it disbanded. There had been a small core of us, good friends who found ourselves seeking other church bodies, and oddly, not one of us landed in the same place. And yet this past Sunday we were all in one place together again & it felt right & good. As my friend & I marveled at this it occurred to me that we had all begun to lean on each other, and to some degree hide behind each other, and God needed to push us beyond our safe borders. To take us back (or forward?) to a place where we learned again that we are supposed to lean on Him, hide in Him.I am not fond of change, and I do not easily open myself to new people, and yet, looking back over the past couple of years I can see I have been brought into a place where I feel safe. More than that, I realize the biggest shift was that God brought me into a body of believers where my daughter felt safe, and so I could relax and be who I was called to be, or at the very least move in that direction. For the first time in years, decades even, I feel like I am my authentic self, and I do not need to hide it at all.
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