"Be joyful always; pray continuously; give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus.
Do not put our the Spirit's fire; do not treat prophecies with contempt. Test everything. Hold on to the good. Avoid evil kind of evil."
1 Thessalonians 5:16-22
Life goals, right? Could be New Year's resolutions right there.
The best news is that my salvation doesn't depend on it. In fact I can't do that on my own.
God the Father is a good and great God who gives generously to all who ask, who seek Him.
His Holy Spirit can and will help me do those things.
Those are gifts I get in Christ- true deep, abiding, peaceful joy at anytime- even in the darkest times that joy can be there; the ability to give thanks in all circumstances- in the same darkest moments where joy and hope creep in, so can gratitude and it can change my entire mental state in an instant.
I've been learning a lot about limits the past 2 yrs.
It has not been enjoyable or desirable, but very necessary.
Learning to be joyful and give thanks in the midst of that has been a real testing- a real wake up call to just how much I still rely on myself and not God to produce those abilities in me.
There has been a lot of "He must increase, I must decrease." John 3:30
I've been shown the need for breathing spaces- the necessity, the gift that a true Sabbath brings.
Even being still in the midst of a long list of daily dos- the letting go and trusting that all will be well if I sit and be still with my Lord for 3 minutes here and there throughout the day.
I just read a poem called "Fire" by Judy Brown talking about the need for breathing spaces.
Sometimes those breathing spaces look like going outside and playing in the snow with my kids.
The blizzard is here and the darkness has returned for the evening.
The wind only goes so far. We are warm. We are content.
The days are already getting longer.
Why don't we start the new year after the shortest day of daylight?
It seems like such a good point to start again, even the whole earth is swaying back in our favor.
But I suppose it is not fair to those on the other half of the sphere.
Maybe I'll start it just for myself. A mental calendar, an internal sway... that churns me on day by day.
Fall feels like such death to me... a choking, a snuffing out of sorts, sinking, drowning...
it did this year at least.
But I can feel the days extending, the light lengthening.
Hope. There is always hope.
Real: My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever. Psalm 73:26
CULTURED: In almost everything that touches our everyday life on earth, God is pleased when we're pleased. He wills that we be as free as birds to soar and sing our maker's praise without anxiety. A.W. Tozer
In the silence, I then hear your song, singing strong.
I feast at your table where I need not fear. Wholesome, pure without blemish- clear.
Light radiant, bright, warm.
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