Thursday, 20 December 2012

Advent-uring with God: With haste!




When the angels went away from them into heaven, the shepherds said one to another, Let us go over to Bethlehem and see this thing that has come to pass, which the Lord has made known to us. So they went with haste and [by searching] found Mary and Joseph, and the Baby lying in a manger.  - Luke 2:15-16

After being told good news by angels, the shepherds could have sat back and talked about what they had seen and experienced while watching their flocks that night. Instead, they went WITH HASTE. 

How often do we sit and think a little more, marvelling, pondering, examining what we should do, ignoring the inner urging to GO. We all have stories of God’s wonderful timing and provision when we listen to that little inner voice that says “GO”. The right person met at the right time, the chance to make right, or to help someone, or be helped ourselves. 

Perhaps we should dare to GO a little more? That we might find! 

You will seek me and find me, when you seek me with all your heart. – Jer 29:13

Wednesday, 19 December 2012

What is the one thing?

I find my heart singing tonight.
Singing of love, of hope, of love that never fails, never gives up, never runs out on me

Such confidence, such joy.
Such sweetness.
His love.

I may be sitting in a chair, but my heart is dancing in a meadow, swirling and whirling, flying in a rainbow of colours streaming ribbons of heart worship.

I run into the courtyard of my God. The wind plays with my skirt as I throw open the doors to the throne room, and run into His arms. One thing.

One thing remains.
His love.

I am so extravagantly loved!

Monday, 10 December 2012

Advent-uring with God: Where is he?



Wise men asked a king this question, and a whole city was greatly disturbed. “Where is the child born King of the Jews?” 

How often do we ask "where is he?" in our everyday lives. We travel so many kilometres each day, on foot or in a vehicle... Would that our hearts also ask "where is he" as we travel!

And He was in the smallest town, wrapped in strips of cloth, laid in a feeding rack for farm animals. We find Him today in humble places still.

What a King!

Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.  - Matthew 11:29

What is love?

Whew, I thought I knew about love. But it comes in lots of forms. How did Mother Theresa do it with a smile?

To those of you who wash out the wounds of the wounded, who wipe the faces of the poor, who walk the streets through the filth and flies... I salute you. You humble me. And all I am doing is washing someone else's sheets with a wrinkled up nose.