Waiting at the nearest corner for He Who is Love

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Last week I was at a Middle East oriented gathering at some friends’ home. I was joyous. I was stirred and inspired to further dream and love the region of the world which most enraptures me. Then it was nearly 830. I knew my husband would be returning from work around 830. I was provoked. I didn’t want to wait any longer than absolutely necessary to see him. I got up. I walked to the end of our street. I began to wait. 

First, I stood- composed, ordinary, and still. Then, I sat- undignified, conspicuous, and antsy. I was ardently longing to see my precious husband, my only husband (ever and always), MY husband turn the corner. Minutes passed. Each gold car hooked my eyes, but I knew that our car was still bedecked in wedding proclamations, so I’d more easily recognize it. (There were moments when my waiting felt as a case study in our neighborhood’s gold cars.)

Eventually, seven minutes before 930, it appeared: our car, our chariot of gold. My eyes fused to the moving target. I waved. Initially, Neel did not see me, due to the wedding words shouting from the pane of the driver’s window. I moved toward the vehicle. He stopped. 

I climbed in, kissed him, and erupted in giddy joy, happy relief, and “How are you?” inquiries. 

And we rode home. Together. 

Days later, the image came back and grabbed my hand. We should long and wait for Jesus like this. He’s our ultimate groom. I don’t mean simply for the second coming. I mean for the ALWAYS coming, the daily coming, the IN THIS MOMENT He is HERE coming. We should look, expect, hunger, long, and position ourselves to see Him and His movement. 

Today, as you look for things: people, household goods, or new opportunities, let your hope, eagerness, and focused pursuit remind you of your hunt for your Beloved. 

 

Oh! He is rapturously wonderful!

(Song of Songs 3:4)

 

 

 

Love Letters, person to person

I have a fiance who writes me poems every week or so, lavishes me with words of affirmation (my primary love language), and communicates with courage and intentionality. I love love notes. For example, I found the following from a website and this simple note is wrought with power and passion.

 

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Sarah,
I think back to our wedding day; most of it is blurry and surreal, but I do remember one thing with utter clarity. I remember hearing you say “I do.” I can see your lips pronounce the words, I can hear your voice settling in my ear, and I can definitely remember the surge of emotion that flooded me (which I handled in an extremely manly fashion).
No two words have ever meant so much to me.
Yours,
– Josh
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More stirring romance and thoughtfulness HERE.

 

Passivity to the majesty of the Lord Jesus

“I think the biggest enemy in the church is not the devil. It’s our own passivity to the majesty of the Lord Jesus. At some point the Good News becomes okay news and Christianity is no longer life changing but merely life enhancing, and Jesus doesn’t change people into radicals anymore, just nice people. The church becomes dull, predictable, and monotonous. 

 

Here’s the thing about dullness, what it means is we’ve lost our capacity to be simple before God. We’ve lost the ability to live in wonder and astonishment.”

– Graham Cooke

Welcome the army of Elastic Warriors.

This bit of writing leaves me undone. It’s a shout and beating heart.

Here’s a sample,

“As rubber bands in His hand. They are catapulted into His promises. Flexible and voluntarily unable to hinder or quench the beauty of His Glory. The elastic warriors can be flung in any direction. The more they are stretched, the farther they reach, so fast and unnoticed that the enemy doesn’t even see them coming.”

hop HERE for the full meal.