Life with God is a waltz between Mystery and Delight

Has God ever done something small enough
for mankind to fully see?
I ask you to think about His greatness and
take a moment to wonder
how we could have grown so familiar with
One whom we can gain no measure of
nor remove even one unit of mystery from.
Consider this, and take a pause to let it sink
into a deeper place than you usually let your heart
occupy–
Anything that bears the Name of our Mighty, Earth-Shaking Creator
we can only absorb in portions.
Like the servings given to us,
one at a time, when we attend a grand feast
are those things which God prepares
for those who move
and breathe upon His earth.
His abundance always exceeds what we could
legitimately sample,
and yet God does not limit the selection.
Rather, He begs us to let all this excess that we cannot manipulate in some way
point us beyond ourselves
and what works for us
to the One for whom we were meant to work
and ever bring delight.

Heavens! God ruined my chance at The Normal Life

I’ve felt so bored most of my life:
locked into rooms I did not wish to occupy,
yet kept there by Your hand.
Oh, how harsh I understood Your grace to be!
It seemed as though You had cornered me,
forcing me to recognize there was no way out;
everything seemed to point out the soul-paralyzing reality
that my hope would never outlast my need.

With terror to interpret my every thought of future things,
I made plans intent on salvaging the life
I believed I should not be losing.
One thing I wanted–
without consideration of what could be gained at Your hand–
The Normal Life.
I perceived victory as holding onto this right and resented
anything that looked like Your attempt to mangle my exercise of it.

Yet empathy arose from Your heart and yearned over me.
You would not let go of me
though I wanted everything
but You.
Somehow You understood
that I did not understand a thing.
So You took me by the hand,
like the child
You knew I was
and took the time I needed
to point out every example of Your protective care
that I missed when all I could hear
was, “God might not be good,
so you best not trust Him.”

My love is too great

My love is too great to not
use your whole life
to show it–
to search its depths
and make known its unchanging strength.

So, will you let Me use your life,
every day–
the moments of your ordinary
existence–
as My holy habitation–
the very site of
My grace’s outpouring?

My child, I ask you because
I gave you your life
so that you could
give it back
to Me
and I will not steal that privilege from you.

So give to Me if that is your desire;
I do not push you,
but I urge you
because Love cannot keep
quiet
when His desire
is in need of encouragement
and knowledge regarding
the joy
that He can provide
the open-hearted.