Good Friday

Today is Good Friday. There is little to be said as this day begs reflection. Reflection not only of the suffering Christ endured but on what he gave up to suffer and sacrifice himself - for me, for you.

Lately I’ve been reminded again and again of my own striving and trying to add somehow to God’s good work. But His is a completed work that I only need to receive. When we receive Jesus as Savior, all receive by grace and some, like me, have moved from our point of salvation to help God out in different ways along the journey. God doesn’t need my advice or my seemingly wonderful plans. He knows best and knows me best.

“Be still and know that I am God.” He lives and is my Redeemer. Alleluia - Sunday is coming!

Spring is Coming!

The world seems brighter, lighter because the promise of spring is in my heart. As I mentioned in the last post, it’s been a difficult season but finally I feel movement out of it. I wanted to share this quote from CS Lewis’ essay The Grand Miracle because it fits so well with my situation at the moment:

"To be sure, it feels wintry enough still: but often in the very early spring it feels like that….. the spring comes down slowly down this way; but the great thing is that the corner has been turned. There is, of course, this difference, that in the natural spring the crocus cannot choose whether it will respond or not. We can. We have the power either of withstanding the spring, and sinking back into the cosmic winter, or of going on into these “high mid-summer pomps” in which our leader, the Son of Man, already dwells, and to which he is calling us. It remains with us to follow or not, to die in this winter, or to go on into that spring and that summer."

We all make choices along our way. For me now, I'm so glad to feel spring coming and so I choose spring!

Out of the Heart ...

Why do I find it so difficult to pour out my heart, especially in writing? But then again maybe I’m even worse at it verbally. I think I like ‘neat packages’ because I can grab a hold of them somehow. And ‘pouring out’ for me usually does not come in a neat package. Far too many tears have flowed for my liking these days. I know I have a problem with control. Even so, life has been definitely out of my control lately. But the control issue is all just an illusion on my part anyway. Who is really in control? God.
The past 4 months have been quite a transition time for me. And I’m not saying that it is now over! I still don’t know where I’m heading. Hope is a great thing and a lightening of the load – wonderful. The encouraging thing is that I feel a bit of movement, no direction but movement. Waiting, limbo or whatever you want to call it is not easy for me. (Is it easy for anyone else?) Although I must say I’ve learned a lot, mostly about myself. Some of it is still difficult to put into words. But maybe that’s for another posting.
Is there anyone out there that wants to tell me about stability? 