Every once in a while the itch to write, trumps all else.
I have moments where I feel such a strong beckoning to sit and scribble words, that I can't find peace doing any other thing.
Most times I can tell whether it's me - simply longing and needing to do something of my own and something for myself........and when it's God.
Today I feel like it's God.
The odd thing is, I don't really have a particular story, lesson, or epiphany burning a hole in my soul.... to share.
But out of what seems like obedience, I have positioned myself here this morning - in front of this screen....to punch something out.
Lord, I seek and accept what you want to deposit. What is it?
Just as I'm sitting here - I feel such a sweet and strong Presence, that my eyes are pooling tears and my chest feels wonderfully heavy, and I have a simple picture in my head that shows me He has something to hand out here today.
As I'm asking, I feel a tendency to strain and stretch to hear Him. But at the same time, I feel an urging to simply be calm, and open up..... and I'll receive.
Funny, in the midst of this affectionate Presence that's filling this place - I have been interupted countless times by the earthly season I'm in.
The oldest practicing his piano and wanting me to listen.
Getting kids dressed.
Helping kids find certain toys.
I've been up and down from my writing chair at least a dozen times in the last 20 minutes.
Yet, every time I come back and sit down - I feel Him.
Ah. He meets us in our seasons, in our current situations, in our now.
He knows where we are - and He can come to us there.
He can bring His Presence to our present. Isn't that grand?
I have lots of tears and no words to tell you why.
But I can tell you - that it has been a hard week.
But also, I can tell you - that when my feet hit the floor this morning, I felt a surge of hope and of expectancy. An inkling, once again, that the good Lord has something great to reveal to us today.
Yes, Father. Bring it.
I've been reading through Matthew. And today's reading is from chapter 13, verse 44:
The kingdom of heaven is like treasure hidden in a field, which a man found and covered up. Then in his joy he goes and sells all that he has and buys that field.
Up until a few years ago, I had looked at this verse as if salvation was 'the treasure', 'the man' was me and you, and that we had to go and sale everything so that we could buy what was really worthy.
That made sense to me. And it went along with other scriptures I knew.
But after listening to a very thoughtful sermon on this verse, and much pondering on the subject - I don't think that is what Jesus meant by that passage at all.
This may sound egocentric.....but I now think He meant that 'the treasure' is us. And Christ is 'the man'. And Jesus went and 'sold' Himself on a cross to buy you and I back.
You didn't have to buy anything to come into the Kingdom of God. YOU were what was bought.
You and I, the church, the field, the treasure....
According to Christ, we were worth selling everything for.
Find your identity in that today, friends.
Yeah. No matter where you find yourself this moment - He finds you.
And you are His treasure.
That's why He was willing to pay the cost to make you....His.
Was that it, Lord?! Was that passage what we all needed to hear from You this hour?
But I think there's more.
Lord, for every single person that passes by this post - please deposit something else that is lovely into their souls at some point today. Something that they know is from You. Please. Thank You that You are so good. And that You come and find us, and buy us, and unearth us, and wipe our dirt away, and place us higher. In Jesus, Amen.