hope and mops

In the midst of struggles that muddy the gospel I am reminded again today of the need to have my heart broken to be made whole and the need to find beauty in the midst of tragedy.

Help One Now currently has a group of bloggers and storytellers in Haiti.  Please pray for how you might bring hope.

check these blogs (and watch for more):

Jen Hatmaker

Sarah Bessey

hope

silence broken

headlines scream

horns sound

voices raised

peace stolen

easy to get caught up

looking out

 laying blame

joining in

taking eyes off

quick peek

reveals new life

dreams to be dreamed

visions to be visioned

life to be lived

hope to be shared

Then afterwards
   I will pour out my spirit on all flesh;
your sons and your daughters shall prophesy,
   your old men shall dream dreams,
   and your young men shall see visions. 

Joel 2.28

gifts in his word

on this eve of Ascension

there is COMFORT in knowing he is seated at the right hand of the Father (Acts 1)and the the Holy Spirit continues to be with me


there is JOY in the song of the Psalms..."Clap your hands all you peoples"..."Sing praises to God"...these words make me want to dance


there is HOPE that i will understand as he opens my mind to understand his word (Luke 24.45) just as he did on that day.


i am amazed at the God who continues to be as present to me on this day as he was to the disciples on that day long ago.


His words continue to comfort and challenge me.  i want to follow him, yet i still stumble and fall.  my sin moves between s - I - n and S - i - N...that I in the middle tripping me up always.


am i any different than the group there that day? so often not understanding the simplicity of his complex unconditional love for me.


at times running from the touch of mercy, the tenderness of grace.  yet always he catches me as i tire and fall into his arms knowing i am once again home, safe, loved, protected, forgiven, sanctified... and always, always, always loved without end.