********The way she said it rings in my ears. It came in response to my anguished question, a question too big for me, too big for now, about this life I'm trying so hard to live daily... "What IS it?!" Her laughter, an upside-down kind of laughter, one of joyful surrender, it rang warm. "That is manna. You just said manna!" And I feel pressed for time as I try to clothe it all in words. I'm about to be swept into the swift current of the day, but right now I'm thinking about manna, listening for the Whisper. I forget my need sometimes, or I just get it wrong. I don't need the answer... I need the mystery. "What is it?" sustains because He whispers that I am His Beloved (And what a mystery it is! God loves me?!). Sovereign God, has chosen it to be so. When I give up the clawing for the answer, I find that the mystery - that which God always, faithfully provides out of His love, the manna - it sustains. And I don't know how or why, but I am filled. Beloved before the first step. If I have nothing else, it is enough.
Monday, March 18, 2013
A Whisper for the Weak - Beloved Before the First Step
Live for today. Hear the whisper again and feel the assurance: you are My Beloved. Don't take a step until you've heard it, felt it deep. You are My Beloved and you always will be. Before you do anything, I love you. Be faithful today. Be full of the kind of faith that trusts enough to walk one step at a time and gathers manna, relishing the "what is it"s.