granting me the joy of your presence
and the pleasures of living with you forever.
Advent{ures}: Let’s Go to Bethlehem
Benjamin*: God’s beloved;
God’s permanent residence.
Encircled by God all day long,
within whom God is at home.
Deuteronomy 33:12 (The Message)
Micah 5:2-4 (The Message)
Since I started the 31 Days of Challenge sponsored by the Nester, I have been following a pattern of posting my weekly schedule of Monday Musings, Tuesday’s Pic, Word of the Week Wednesday, Thrilling Guest Thursday, and linking up with Five Minute Fridays.
When Saturday arrives, I’m not quite sure what I will post. The last couple weeks was related to prayer:
Pray: To Entreat or Implore;To Make a Humble Request
Here it is another Saturday! I think I will post about Image. Sort of a follow-up to yesterday’s post about LOOK.
Image can mean an exact likeness, a tangible or visible representation or incarnation. (www.m-w.com)
Whenever I think about the fact that we are created in God’s image, I can scarcely take it in. When I ponder the fact that Jesus took on our flesh becoming God with us, my soul soars with joy, peace and hope. Even though, I will never quite be able to completely understand. I can only imagine what it was like for God to become man.
As an image bearer, I enjoy looking at images: paintings, nature and photographs. Each medium gives just a hint of eternity and holiness and beauty and grace and light and darkness and joy and pain. All these facets of God, but not God at all. God alone. God incarnate. God the Spirit. God with us and dwelling in us. Too much. Too wonderful for words or photos or anything really.
It was a race against time. In a few short hours, he knew the cohort would surround them. It was dark and cooling off in the deserted olive grove. How often, they had walked here to escape the heat of the day, to talk over life. Tonight, he pushed towards the goal, along the way he told them a parable, one of his favorite ways of teasing them. To make them think, to challenge their status quo. To remind them that following was an adventure.
The faithful few were yawning, a stone’s throw away. A simple request: Watch with me. I need your prayers and your cheers to finish.
They nodded off. He remonstrated with them, please; I need to know I’m not alone. Won’t you press on toward the goal with me?
The third time the sweat on his brow, now, wiped on his sleeve; he was resolved. Panting with exhaustion, yet determined to go the final stretch. To be stretched beyond recognition.
Or you can do both in one day!
In the afternoon, I ran in a 5K. The run was good for my health, but the cause moves my heart. Check out FORJ-MO. An invitation from a group of passionate people for us to pursue mercy and justice for all, especially our youth.