Eat The Word |
Notes on eating the Word. |
Past all doing. Past all striving. Take me. Past all of me. Into you. Take me. Leaving all my piles. I did this. I missed that. Take me. Emptying my pockets. Nothing left to keep. Take me.
Take me with you, to be with you, where you’re going. Where you are. Take me.
No more trying to get it. I can’t think hard enough. I can’t beat my own heart, or stop it. Take me.
No more planning it out. No more controlling my life. Take me. Take me through your plan. Lead me from song to song. From fragrance to fragrance. From your love to your love. Take me.
Take me with you, to be with you, where you’re going. Where you are. Take me.
Growing up, I often felt alone. I was a peculiar kid with a funny imagination and a weird sense of humor. My family was broken with alcoholism and different kinds of abuse twisted my parent’s understanding of love. It was tough. Not the toughest, but it was tough.
On the hardest days it felt undeniably, inexplicably true that I would be alone without an advocate, without a true guardian, forever. I adopted the religion of buddhism when I was 16 as a reinforcement of those beliefs. Life was suffering. Life is an illusion. I would hope to one day freely float back into the misty force of life and finally forget all that plagued me.
This morning I’m pressing into some big life decisions mostly concerning work. I’m walking and praying and I am not alone. I’m praying and I’m startled to remember the stark truth that is sometimes accompanied by a feeling. He’s always with me. My faithful High Priest, making intercession for me. He leads by the hand, because he’s gentle, and because he’s given me need for a hand to hold. He breaks my stubborn spirit, so that the Liar will not bind my soul, so that I can hear his perfect voice. He sings the ancient song of a son and a father to my wanting ears and I am knit together, again, and continually, and once and for all.
I am not alone. You are with me. Give me ears to hear. Give me eyes to see. Lead me with your voice.
As big as You are, I am small, but Your shepherding makes me great.
I adore You, Shepherd. You gently move alongside me and prod me into beauty. You take my nothing and make it something. You are a safe guide, a holy guide, a not-going-to-let-me-stay-in-one pasture guide.
When I look at You as shepherd, something changes in me. I have no more need to fend for myself or carve my own way. Your role offers me reprieve from being for myself what I was never intended to be. Your shepherding takes weight off my shoulders and lets me be child, trusting sheep.
And when I bury myself deep within You, because You are a safe shepherd — when your safety invites all of me in — I see that there is nothing I lack.
You hold in your hand everything I could possibly need. I adore You, oh fulfillment of me, fulfillment of life. And when I see You as Shepherd, I see that every single want inside of me can be asked for from You.
You offer it to me. You invite me to ask. You shepherd me into total dependence. And You make me want to ask for everything You hold in Your hand.
When I get lost in Your guidance I am found in Your safe-keeping and the want that grows inside of me is for all of You.
I love Your all of You, what little I know of it. I thank you for endless, unsearchable wealth found in You.
Simple shepherd, come to make Yourself personal to me. Holy shepherd, meeting needs I don’t even know I have yet and making me want only You.
"Sara Hagerty of Every Bitter Thing is Sweet
http://everybitterthingissweet.com/2011/03/my-shepherd/
(via minismith)
Hebrews 2:17-18
Hebrews 2:10
John 14:1-7
(Source: youversion.com)
Jesus, come and take from me whatever is required for me to fully lose my life. Remove everything until I am empty enough to receive all of you. I trust you.
34 Do not think that I have come to bring peace to the earth. I have not come to bring peace, but a sword. 35 For I have come to set a man against his father, and a daughter against her mother, and a daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law. 36 And a person’s enemies will be those of his own household. 37 Whoever loves father or mother more than me is not worthy of me, and whoever loves son or daughter more than me is not worthy of me. 38 And whoever does not take his cross and follow me is not worthy of me. 39 Whoever finds his life will lose it, and whoever loses his life for my sake will find it.Matthew 10:34-39
John 18:28-30
John 8:19
| Jesus: | Do you want to go away also? |
| Peter: | To whom shall we go? |