And
then one day He stepped out of my god box
Bigger
than my world
Larger
than life
The
paradox being that He stepped into a human box
Smaller
than His heaven
Heading
to death
Why?
Therein
is the crux of it.
We
are all broken, every one of us have that missing part.
Before
time and eternity He existed and saw the need and loved us.
Love,
that holds the universe together.
Love,
that causes the sunrise every day.
Love,
that gives me breath.
It’s
a long long list.
No
need to ask how.
Ipso
facto.
He
is that He is.
The
when is also obvious, in Jesus, the Christ.
Emmanuel
= God with us.
What
then?
To
have a heart, a mind, a spirit awaken to these facts, for a reason?
To
meet the need.
The
need being?
It
is how we are made, to love and to be loved by Him.
That
oft distorted desire unable to be fulfilled with anything but Him.
Even
unaknowledged longing for the missing part of us screems it’s demand to be
satisfied to the point that we all search.
So
we worship drugs, alcohol, sex, money, intellect, food, relationships, an
unending list of other gods that can not and never will fill that need.
So?
Somewhere
in the back of every mind is a notion of God.
But He has been put in a box.
Often kept at the back of a far shelf in the least used closet in our
minds (covered by anything available).
On
that day, the one where you see Him outside of the box in your mind, you will
find this....
The
entire reason for your existance becomes clear and as you reach for Him finally
you find that without any outward change, no obvious difference in appearance,
that space is filled with peace as He comes to take His place in the core of
your being. The missing peace is found:
His Name is Love.
My
need is my best story.
My
brokenness reveals His glory.
Now
what?
Just
live it.
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