We desperately need to lean in to faith so as to experience
what He will do in the material of our lives. So much about Him is in the unseen or in the so familiar
world of the natural that we easily take its rhythm for granted. But when we pray, when we trust, we get
to sink our teeth into the meat of our beliefs.
We get to watch Heaven enter earth. (I wonder if our words
of supplication actually allow something to come into being in some kind of
similarity as His did when He spoke the specific name of a celestial star and
it actually was there, a magnificent blazing orb in the velvet sky He was ready
to fill with them? He has not made
us to do what He did?) When we
trust with active hearts, we get to hear something in the atmosphere change as
voices shift from weariness to strength.
We get to taste the simple manna or lavish feast that has come forth
when the ingredients of our confession of faith and the muscle of faith in
motion are combined and produce something that even though we asked, amazes and
humbles us. This is our God. The One who longs for our confidence
and trust.
I notice that the ground is not spewing out the screeches of
seeds that are always and inevitably dying in their process of birthing the new
life they hold. I wonder why we
resist and run from the possibilities that our own lives and circumstances
offer.
It will be good for us to remember that beginning the day on
our knees, being willing to be planted into the soil of life that is called Today,
will bring a bit more goodness to earth.
Being on yielded knees is a holy act indeed, and one He will never take
lightly. It is earth’s gateway to
all He promised. Jesus has
finished the work. He is waiting
for believers to tap into its delivery to the planet by actually living what we
profess to believe.
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