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I know it’s all-encompassing, but you know something? it’ll pass, and we’ll move on and we’ll try to forget the moments when we thought we could all be goners. We’ll look forward, quote verses about new things and we’ll be assertive and we’ll trust God for the future, post memes on our computers and it is right that we do this with honest good humour but let’s not waste this season by simply surviving, simply grinning and bearing, and us hiding our crying. Let’s not miss these moments, these weeks and months when it's more honest to pray with tears and sobs, asking for answers to our cries for life, for the lives around us, - for those who have died, for our sanity cooped up and us barely coping, our routine getting worn with daily repeating without much needed hugs and with limited ways to meet and to sing and to share our long days with more than these same four walls Pause – don’t forget how this felt for you, cos that's the way we seek his truth and be better able to rely on him next time our lives lose their rhyme and rhythm, when (let’s be honest) our faith gets wonky, and each one of us alone can be tempted to worry and sink inside. Let’s be honest with him and next time our vision may be better aligned and we’ll look to him and rather than hide, we’ll stand that much straighter, knowing our God is so much greater, our God is wider and higher and untold deeper and he has this frail life in his two pierced hands that are so much bigger. I know it's all-encompassing, but you know something, he is all Father, all Creator, all Redeemer and the all-encompassing more Grace-giver He is the one holding it all together and he wants to walk through this grief together with you. So, turn down the news, make some space, seek his face and let’s pray.
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Apr 18, 2020
Apr 18, 2020 at 4:14 AM UTC
All-encompassing
I know it’s all-encompassing, but you know something? it’ll pass, and we’ll move on and we’ll try to forget the moments when we thought we could all be goners. We’ll look forward, quote verses about new things and we’ll be assertive and we’ll trust God for the future, post memes on our computers and it is right that we do this with honest good humour but let’s not waste this season by simply surviving, simply grinning and bearing, and us hiding our crying. Let’s not miss these moments, these weeks and months when it's more honest to pray with tears and sobs, asking for answers to our cries for life, for the lives around us, - for those who have died, for our sanity cooped up and us barely coping, our routine getting worn with daily repeating without much needed hugs and with limited ways to meet and to sing and to share our long days with more than these same four walls Pause – don’t forget how this felt for you, cos that's the way we seek his truth and be better able to rely on him next time our lives lose their rhyme and rhythm, when (let’s be honest) our faith gets wonky, and each one of us alone can be tempted to worry and sink inside. Let’s be honest with him and next time our vision may be better aligned and we’ll look to him and rather than hide, we’ll stand that much straighter, knowing our God is so much greater, our God is wider and higher and untold deeper and he has this frail life in his two pierced hands that are so much bigger. I know it's all-encompassing, but you know something, he is all Father, all Creator, all Redeemer and the all-encompassing more Grace-giver He is the one holding it all together and he wants to walk through this grief together with you. So, turn down the news, make some space, seek his face and let’s pray.
Reflections on the extra space I find right now
stevejeff
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Apr 18, 2020
Apr 18, 2020 at 4:14 AM UTC
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