All is connected
to all.
Wolves change rivers
and
molecules dance.
God is three
in one.
Three persons,
one God.
Connections abound.
Sparks shoot
and hum across
the universe -
love lines
connecting
the Three.
United in
compassion toward
the broken,
anger toward sin,
and
longing for
connection
with you and I.
At the center
of it all:
relationship.
Intimacy -
close and warm,
rough and awkward -
tightly bound.
A personal God.
Not a guarantee for
easy living
or the absence of pain
but
a close-hugging presence,
always there.
Encouraging words
spoken into the darkness
can sustain us -
if only we can hear them
through our lamentations.
Despair happens.
Overwhelming circumstances
happen.
Death happens.
Yet we continue
to hope
and pray
and ask for prayer.
Prayer is a mystery,
waves of words
washing the shore
again and again
with no apparent result
at times.
Yet the God who has power
to raise the dead
can hear us
when we call.
So I will call
and hope
and
be
encouraged.
Into a whirlwind of
loose living,
spiritual blindness
and
licentious lechery,
Paul set up camp.
Day by day
he toiled with words,
reasoning
and challenging,
teaching the story
of Christ crucified.
In synagogues
and on street corners,
he spoke
and cajoled -
unwilling to be silenced
because
God's word was an
active, living fire
burning through him
and into their lives.
That dynamic word
continues to speak
today
directly and personally
to you and I.
