Inspired by . . . Life thru My Lens 11:52
While most of the country is shoulder-deep snow, we’ve been sloshing and sliding about in rain, mud and ICE. As far as that goes, I think I prefer the snow, although both can be equally beautiful.
I wonder if the air plants can breathe when they’re covered in ice? I’ve felt like thin sheets have been covering my lungs these past weeks. Cold, sun-less days weigh heavily on my spirit. I force myself to go out in the cold, seeking beauty. Seeking Him.
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I know a lot of what I’m feeling is the grief, but still, the weather hasn’t helped. But God’s been calling me.
A gentle whisper, deep in my soul.
He’s reminding me that He can be found inside these four walls, too. He’s here in the face of an orchid, still blooming after a month of grief. His voice calls me to turn off the world and shelter with Him.
As much as I want to think I need the warmth of the sun and the wide spaces of nature to nourish my soul, He’s reminding me that the Son is always with me. Inside these four walls where the grey light filters in from a sunless day, in the darkness of my grief - - the Son is here.
The city has no need of the sun or the moon to shine on it, because the glory of God shines on it, and the Lamb is its lamp. (Rev 21:23)
I know He’s calling me to a deeper trust, a deeper faith. My hesitancy comes from knowing that the deepening doesn’t come without scars.
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But experience and His word remind me I can trust Him with my scars, because He first bore scars for me. That’s a hard concept to wrap my mind around sometimes. What He did for me. For you.
But it’s real, it’s true and it deserves a response.
So that’s my world and my
lens this week - what’s yours?
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