Can you hear the Spirit singing? He’s singing over us,
Today has been a most wonderful day. I had crew this morning and coxed the men’s V8+ (veteran eight-man sweep with coxswain). Then I took time to go dance before the Lord. I must confess my mind has been astray and distracted with all the work I have before me, but I’m fighting my way past all the junk and into the presence of the Lord. I have no worries about my work or the obligations put on me at the school. I won’t let that heavy load pull me down. My God’s yoke is easy and His burden is light. It was good to dance this morning and let the worry fall away; “the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is liberty” (II Corinthians 3:17 NASB). The liberty in which I write, in which I walk, in which I dance, coming from God, found in Christ Jesus—this liberty is the yoke of service to the Lord and His gospel, and I will not trade it in for the shackles of the world, even of this school. It’s good to remind myself that I’m at St. John’s College because I’m obeying the Lord’s direction and guidance, and that my education is something coming directly from His hands to mine; and therefore there is no burden for me beyond the burden of the Spirit upon me.
I do the work set before me. I do the commands given me. Embracing the spiritual rest that Jesus has offered me, I crave new work and new direction.
I had a conversation with Jessica this morning at breakfast that lasted until after ten o’clock, I think. She has an amazing story that God is yet working into her life. (Without divulging many details:) With joy she told me about some of the things the Lord is doing in her life, redirecting her away from a path she saw clearly and desired and putting upon her heart a new vision and new desire. She’ll be graduating in two months, but her unexpected redirection is nothing that will interfere with her love of God and her hunger for the fullness of His glory in her life. What she testified of this morning gives me new reason to praise the Lord. It was fun to talk with her because her words were like light in the darkness, and her face shown with the glory of God as she praised Jesus.
I have much for which I praise God today and forever. My waking breaths, my health, my safety—this is only the beginning of the life of God in me. My peace, my joy, my liberty—the gifts He lavishes upon me through His Spirit. Last night and this morning I prayed to taste of the fruit of the Spirit and to overflow with it; I actually said I wanted to bake a “fruit pie” to serve. It’s a silly phrase, but it’s the proper expression of my heart. He has given me so much fruit that I don’t know what to do with it all! This is the overflow. God gives and out His riches He gives in abundance to His children. Out of my poverty I want to give in like manner; and I am able, because He is faithful as a provider and will use a willing vessel for His lovingkindesses. In Christ I am rich and lavished with the extravagant blessings of God. Amen.
Let these words fill your heart. Be blessed. I’m off to study for my language tutorial.
Hey boy!
Jesus is calling you.
Hey girl!
Jesus is loving you.
Hey brother!
Jesus is guiding you.
Hey sister!
Jesus is holding you.
Hey son!
Jesus is healing you.
Amen.
Hey daughter!
Jesus is over you.
Selah.
Hey love! Amen.
Hey friend! Amen.
Hey church! Amen.
Hey children! I love you.
Today has been a most wonderful day. I had crew this morning and coxed the men’s V8+ (veteran eight-man sweep with coxswain). Then I took time to go dance before the Lord. I must confess my mind has been astray and distracted with all the work I have before me, but I’m fighting my way past all the junk and into the presence of the Lord. I have no worries about my work or the obligations put on me at the school. I won’t let that heavy load pull me down. My God’s yoke is easy and His burden is light. It was good to dance this morning and let the worry fall away; “the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is liberty” (II Corinthians 3:17 NASB). The liberty in which I write, in which I walk, in which I dance, coming from God, found in Christ Jesus—this liberty is the yoke of service to the Lord and His gospel, and I will not trade it in for the shackles of the world, even of this school. It’s good to remind myself that I’m at St. John’s College because I’m obeying the Lord’s direction and guidance, and that my education is something coming directly from His hands to mine; and therefore there is no burden for me beyond the burden of the Spirit upon me.
I do the work set before me. I do the commands given me. Embracing the spiritual rest that Jesus has offered me, I crave new work and new direction.
I had a conversation with Jessica this morning at breakfast that lasted until after ten o’clock, I think. She has an amazing story that God is yet working into her life. (Without divulging many details:) With joy she told me about some of the things the Lord is doing in her life, redirecting her away from a path she saw clearly and desired and putting upon her heart a new vision and new desire. She’ll be graduating in two months, but her unexpected redirection is nothing that will interfere with her love of God and her hunger for the fullness of His glory in her life. What she testified of this morning gives me new reason to praise the Lord. It was fun to talk with her because her words were like light in the darkness, and her face shown with the glory of God as she praised Jesus.
I have much for which I praise God today and forever. My waking breaths, my health, my safety—this is only the beginning of the life of God in me. My peace, my joy, my liberty—the gifts He lavishes upon me through His Spirit. Last night and this morning I prayed to taste of the fruit of the Spirit and to overflow with it; I actually said I wanted to bake a “fruit pie” to serve. It’s a silly phrase, but it’s the proper expression of my heart. He has given me so much fruit that I don’t know what to do with it all! This is the overflow. God gives and out His riches He gives in abundance to His children. Out of my poverty I want to give in like manner; and I am able, because He is faithful as a provider and will use a willing vessel for His lovingkindesses. In Christ I am rich and lavished with the extravagant blessings of God. Amen.
Let these words fill your heart. Be blessed. I’m off to study for my language tutorial.
1 comment:
you do bless my heart. indeed and amen. =)
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