I shared some reflections a few weeks ago. Although I've been a Bible learner and disciple of Christ for many years, I do not yet have this walk figured out. It's filled with missteps and mistakes, and even when I re-read some of my prior posts, I can see how I could have represented the truth more fully and adequately. It is humbling to know that God still brings truth even in our tiny bit of understanding.
Today, we start a Bible study I've refused to write for months. It is a chapter out of my dark soul and a testament to the bright communion God showed me over a long, swarthy night. I know I need to sit still and get some of the messy, messy work God has graciously done down on paper. I dread it and welcome it all in one.
Psalm 25:3 is a reminder that you will not be ignored if you wait on Him. Sure, the world is bustling about you and making their wish lists and accruing rusty treasures. However, you, beloved, need to wait. To breathe. To close your eyes and picture in your mind your ideal, creation-filled space. To feel the breeze, hear the stream, and feel the soft grass beneath your hands. And, sit.
