isn’t it easier to be busy?
isn’t it easier to be distracted?
isn’t it easier to let someone else choose for us, what it is that needs to be done?
it’s easier because we wouldn’t have to need.
but isn’t that how God filled Adam’s void with Eve?
when he felt his need?
to be loved.
it’s harder to choose what we want.
because maybe we don’t know what it is we want.
maybe it’s easier to give our lives completely over to a schedule that is a treadmill — rather than give ourselves over to an intimacy to become the beloved. to follow Jesus into the spiritual whitespace of exposing our hearts to share our world with Him.
but we were made for more.
we were made to be loved.
we often wonder how we can enter into God’s presence.
but what if worship begins with bringing OURSELVES into God’s presence?
how can we love Him, if we remain hidden?
what has happened to you…
what has happened to me?
where have we been all our lives?
let’s wake up.
let’s rise and step out of our busyness.
we can’t avoid the everyday life of chores, pickups, whiny hours, loading the dishwasher and figuring out how to say yes or no in our emails.
but what we can do is remember.
remember what God really, really longs for us — YOU.
what Jesus really came to do isn’t to rescue us from sin so we can be busy, exhausted, weary — lost, hidden, numb, robotic, generic, beige, bland and functioning.
Jesus came to give us life abundantly full.
don’t brush away your longing, because the sweetest thing in all of life is filling that ache with what is real and beautiful.
what we can do is choose.
really, truly rest.
So choose the quiet.
When you come to a fork in the road in the day —
between choosing the quiet or filling it up
by performing, pleasing, or disappearing — stop.
Choose what’s harder, but more soul-filling.
Enjoy something no one would be able to point at it
and say, “Look. She did something.”
Choose instead to be loved.
Let God love you.
Choose the quiet.
by being you.
and exploring, discovering,
and giving yourself permission to find what that even means.
To experience what the journey feels like.
Let’s not just eat organic.
Living. It includes struggling, making mistakes, and imperfection.
because you know what, that is where love truly can be written into our stories.
let’s do what doesn’t come easier.
let’s take our first shaky steps as the beloved.
and begin the next day again.
“I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine.”
Song of Solomon 6:3
“Don’t be afraid. I’ve called your name.
“It will no longer be said to you, ‘forsaken…desolate’,
But you will be called, ‘my delight’
For I delight in you.”
God’s heartbeat in Is62:4
Busy or beloved… a fork in the road…
Pull up a chair. Click to comment. This is a quiet space for you.
Let me pour you some tea.
As we you enter into the Labor Day weekend, may you find soulful moments tucked in your days… just for you.
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