How things in life can change in a whirlwind, never to be the same: churches, families, hearts.
One of the very first verses that stuck out to me when I was a brand new believer was:
John 3:8 The wind blows whereever it pleases. You hear it's sound, but you cannot tell where it comes from or where it is going. So it is with everyone born of the Spirit.
The invisible moving the visible. Do I trust that? Do I trust Him to be my defender? My planner? My ONLY hope?
It's more messy than I would like it to be: Life. It's really hard for me to be this vulnerable.
I really suck. I fail miserably ALL the time. I bank on my own feelings, insecurities, and emotions.
I should be dead in my own failures. But somehow I have ended up as HIS. and He is ok with me- even broken, crawling into His presence.
It lights a firecracker under my bottom and wakes me up. And brings me to my knees. At the end of this chapter, it's the only place I can be. In Him. The author of creation, the author of this tiny small speck in His story.
So I might wrap up this year a little nutso . Who was banking on me to be anything but?? But you know in that He is going to get the only Glory... :)
and Nutso as I am- all I have is trust in Him to bring this thing of life around in the very end..
(....I'm in the planning committee for that party...)