So, maybe I am not as content with confinement as I thought . . . confined . . . but free . . .
Something is wrong–just not quite right. This morning I just couldn’t bring myself to joy in the NOW moment. I wondered what had happened. Even the birds’ chorus seemed a bit off-key.
I should be content. My cupboards are full; everything replenished this week. Tom and I have made great progress in ridding the gardens of weeds. I even see humans! We seldon have walkers down this country road, but these days, people have the time to walk more miles; they wave and shout greetings. Our daughter is recovering from the virus. All is good. Right?
So what is this sense of doom, this complete hopelessness that threatens to tangle me in its web? In my ABC world (I often pray and praise with the letters of the alphabet . . . with the ABC’s), negative words tumbled onto my journal page. . . Anxious, Burdened, Confused in the Controversy, Disillushioned —– on and on so quickly— Fearful, Perplexed, Questioning, Restless in spirit, Uncertain.
Stop, stop. . . I scolded. Am I this afraid? I began to read a Psalm for the day, then, two, then another.
It was the last Psalm I read that clinched the morning’s truth. “His pleasure is not in the strength of the horse, nor His delight in the legs of a man; the Lord delights in those who fear Him, who put their hope in His unfailing love.” Psalm 147:10,11. I pondered this truth. This is trust. I took a deep breath.
This Creator God delights in my trust. . .
. . . in the storm. . . any storm.
I began to relax a bit, not quite questioning as much. I picked up a book I am re-reading. Many sentences in Brennan Manning’s Ruthless Trust are highlighted, underlined, starred in some way as his words are so honest in regard to the truth of trusting. I read this book years ago, and asked all my children to get a copy. I wonder if they did!
In the first pages, Manning shares that trust is the secret to living life. Simple. . . trust. Jesus says in John 14:1—“Believe in God, believe also in Me.” Some translations say, “Trust in God, trust also in Me.”
Manning gives us the words of the fifteenth-century theologian Angelus Silesius,“If God stopped thinking of me, He would cease to exist.” Manning believes this is a paraphrase of Luke 12:6-7. “Can you not buy five sparrows for two pennies? And yet not one is forgotten in God’s sight. Why, every hair on your head has been counted. There is no need to be afraid; you are worth more than hundreds of sparrows.” The Jerusalem Bible. “God, by definition is thinking of me.” Ruthless Trust pg4.
Can I believe that this God has me— has you, each one of us— on His mind in the middle of a world health/ economic crises? Today, on this Maundy Thursday.
You may have received a message on social media to forward . . . if you love Jesus. The idea is — if you love Jesus, send the message to eight, ten or twelve people within fifteen minutes—or you will break the chain. What chain? Hum . . . I wonder. . .
This God who asks that I trust Him, to believe that He loves me as I am, who says that the greatest commandment in all the world is to love Him with all my heart and the second one is to love my neighbor as I love myself . . . Mark 12:29; Matthew 22 :37. He knows my heart; He knows I love HIm.
The world doesn’t need to hear that I or you love Jesus; it needs to see this love. Hurting humanity, heartbroken people, some who feel unlovable, even some family members. . . someone this Easter needs to know that I/you love them. During this Easter time, I believe our precious, loving Savor would delight in me and you sending eight, ten, or twelve messages or cards, making that many calls to those we have failed to forgive and love.
I love the story of Jesus washing his disciples’ feet the night of the Passover supper. Only John of the four Gospels shares the servant heart of Jesus as He stoops to wash their dusty feet during dinner. This night . . . Thursday . . . is the time to reflect. I ask myself whose feet do I wash? I have to be creative in this—- in this NOW 🙂
God confirmed His love for each one of us at Easter. Now I am to spend every day proving the truth of Easter love . . . to my world.
“A new command I give you; Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another. By this all men will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another.” John 13:34-35.
. . . trusting . . . loving . . . forgiving . . . washing feet . . .
A little bit of Austrian Easter memory
First, thankful that your daughter is better and recouping very well.
Having read ‘…trusting? …and washing feet? …’, ‘…I had to reread your earlier message on ‘…confined…but free…’. ! Both posted at different times …..
I am ever so appreciative of your writings.
Your paragraph on the Psalms and ‘ …in the storm ………..’ are reminders for me to read the Psalms more often and to trust in Him!
In questioning times, I remind myself of just how Big GOD is by observing nature. I am reminded that NOTHING is impossible with Him!
I will order Brennan Manning’s Ruthless Trust!
As always in gratitude,
As usual Barb your writings always bless my heart. Wishing you and Tom a beautiful Easter Sunday morning as we celebrate a Risen Savior. I truly believe in my heart that this is a time that the whole World has the opportunity to look to the Savior with all His power and majesty and for each to examine his own heart as to where his/her relationship is with the Lord. I believe God is tired of us and our ways and time may be running out for those who want look to this Savior. Matt. 24:36-44 All must be ready
Glad your daughter is getting better and that God is hearing our prayers for all who has and dealing with this virus.
Love you and praying for you as you continue to write, blessing our hearts.