Feeble
Posted on Friday, November 9, 2007 by oneP3 | (0) Comments
”...this feeble thing coming into contact with the strong thing and gaining strength.” (from Streams in the Desert)
Today I had a good cry. Sometimes after a good cry before the Lord I am brought so deeply into my own weaknesses, my desires, my angers, my hurts, my hopes. Then, and just then, I get a glimpse of what it would be like to be free of me and full of Him. I long for that.
I told the Lord today that I could see a picture of what Freedom looked like. Real, unadulterated freedom. Not marred by my vanity, selfishness, woundedness or anything else uniquely human. I can almost see what it looks like. I can vividly imagine what that wind must smell like. I close my eyes and imagine the way it must feel on my face. I can hear the deafening peace. And in those moments, I long for it more than I long for anything else in life.Maybe that’s what it means to yearn for Heaven.
Maybe this is what happens when the feeble thing makes contact with the strong thing.
I feel so weak, but…
Maybe I am stronger than I think.
PP