Sharing my journey with God. A life of wonder as He has opened my eyes to see His thoughts, His heart, His character, and His ways revealed to me through nature and life experiences.
A radical shift. A radical wonder. My hope and prayer is that as He beckons you to Himself, you will fall deeper in love with the One who knows you and loves you more completely than anyone on earth.
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Stop Playing the Game
The balls sit untouched
On an empty tennis court
The same ballsI kept returning to you.
I didn't realize I kept picking them up
And hitting them back to you.
Me being me – kind to a fault.
Yet my fear that this “game”
was even being played
Had now become a reality.
I don't want to play.
Because this game
This game touched a deep place.
One that I thought had healed
and had been restored.
Which made it all the more frustrating.
My cry of exasperation was answered
By Holy Spirit’s whisper,
“Stop playing the game.”
I couldn’t fathom,
How to make it any more apparent -
That I was not interested in the game.
Gradually, I stopped picking up the balls
Stopped returning them.
I simply stood there...not playing
Thinking it would be enough.
But the balls just kept falling at my feet.
It felt rude to just stand there
ButI had heard the voice of Wisdom
And over time,
I discovered how to stay off the court completely.
A sad night ... after making the first cuts and practicing for months - literally, our youngest found out he did not make the JV soccer team this year at high school. I leaned over to kiss your head, and it was like yesterday. You were a toddler again running to snuggle with me when you were sad. Now you’re this man child, Too big to sit on my lap. And my arms are not the place you want to run to. I wanted you to make the team so badly It hurts. And I feel the weight of your disappointment. Because You are so Hard-working. Coachable. But this stumbling block in the road, it.
does. not. define. you. Take it and learn and grow. Like you did the one time you didn’t get a new belt after testing in karate; Sensei said you needed more time and confidence. Like Michael Jordan, who was "too short" at 5'11" to play for his school's JV basketball team as a sophomore. Like countless others who had a goal and a passion and it took a long route to get there. Catch the wind.
You and me both, buddy. And it's about more than just the weather.
I ponder as the pug wanders farther away from me, trying to find his way out of the mess of snow and ice.
He doesn't know it's safer With me.
Close to me.
I will lead him in a good path a smooth path. I will carry him to sure ground when from his perspective there are only mountains of snow.
Follow in my steps or walk beside me.
Stay. Close. To. Me.
I can hear the Holy Spirit whisper to me as I'm whispering to the pug.
Abide. In. Me.
As for you, let that abide in you which you heard from the beginning. If what you heard from the beginning abides in you, you also will abide in the Son and in the Father...As for you, the anointing which you received from Him abides in you, and you have no need for anyone to teach you; but as His anointing teaches you about all things, and is true and is not a lie, and just as it has taught you, you abide in Him. …