Friday, August 22, 2008

Flashes of Promise. . .

We have cried and wrestled the Divine. We’ve opened and been stirred . . . we’ve hoped and awaited the revelation of things to come. Our spirits are spinning. . . the essence of what breathes in us cannot be defined by words. . . It is obscure and veiled but real. It energizes us in mysterious ways. We ache to see more clearly, for the flashes of promise in our souls to illuminate the broader scope of our purpose. We are attempting to tame our spirits and anchor our hope in Christ, so that we will not be swayed by carnal impulse or worldly cravings. We ache for the fullness of God’s plan to manifest in and through us. . . no more, no less. We struggle to interpret the signals of the Divine, yet trust that despite our limited ability to grasp his intent, his sovereignty leads us on. . .

2 comments:

Judah said...

yes my friend.... yes....

Miriam Naomi Brant said...

So beautifully written. Having meet you for just a short time I can see now that my first impression was correct. Beautiful on the inside and out!

Thank you for opening up your heart and speaking so gracefully about your struggles and desires. It is comforting to know that I have a sister in Christ who is seeking God's will and following after Him with all her heart.