Variations on a theme
It started slowly, and probably long ago. And even then, perhaps, I saw that pinlight of truth, like a single twinkle of sun under a thick canopy. But my mind would not allow for such variety, such unaccountable creativity.
Last night I saw this post from Dan Edelen, and he added his voice to the others that have spoken into my theology of late. I am beginning to see God as more active, more energetic, more involved than the songs that I sing to Him and the prayers that I pray. He is a rush of wind where I expected heavy, solemn air.
Pastor Anos, in Nepal, healed people regularly - healed one man right outside the bus that I sat in. The Fransiscans in India were taught by a man whose stories were either true or lies so bold and foolish that he would have been found out immediately. And his story sounded so much likes John's, who I was brought to on a wave of divine meetings, only to hear a story that I could only half believe.
But I am starting to believe. Wise people have told me to do so, and various of events have woven themselves into convincing arguments.
God, I ask to know you in truth, however unaccountable that truth may be. I want to know your thoughts, your will, your ways. And whether or not you have miracles planned to spill over into my life, I believe that you are who you are, and praise you for all your many facets that I may never see.
Amen.
Last night I saw this post from Dan Edelen, and he added his voice to the others that have spoken into my theology of late. I am beginning to see God as more active, more energetic, more involved than the songs that I sing to Him and the prayers that I pray. He is a rush of wind where I expected heavy, solemn air.
Pastor Anos, in Nepal, healed people regularly - healed one man right outside the bus that I sat in. The Fransiscans in India were taught by a man whose stories were either true or lies so bold and foolish that he would have been found out immediately. And his story sounded so much likes John's, who I was brought to on a wave of divine meetings, only to hear a story that I could only half believe.
But I am starting to believe. Wise people have told me to do so, and various of events have woven themselves into convincing arguments.
God, I ask to know you in truth, however unaccountable that truth may be. I want to know your thoughts, your will, your ways. And whether or not you have miracles planned to spill over into my life, I believe that you are who you are, and praise you for all your many facets that I may never see.
Amen.
posted by James at 22:53
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7 Comments:
James,
Thanks for the link to my post at Cerulean Sanctum. I'm glad it blessed you.
Your welcome, Dan. Your writing is a source of encouragement, inspiration, challenge.
Hi James,
Do you remember me? This is Emily Bones from highschool. Now my last name is Weeks ( I married an incredible guy with that last name!:))Remember the joys of AP English?I stumbled across your writings and I am so thrilled to read them and see where you are in your life.
Keep writing...the things that you say are important.
Hi Emily,
Of course I remember you, and fondly as well. Glad that you stumbled onto my little inter-nook here, and thanks so much for the encouragement.
James
And by the way, Emily, where does life find you these days?
I am living in the Nashville area of Tennessee, believe it or not! The California girl has ventured east...however, I have gone home three times and the fourth visit is coming up in two weeks (I have to see the ocean, family, and friends every two or three months...not necessarily in that order of importance). :)
I was married in June to Caleb, whom I met in college and was friends with for a couple of years before I really knew that he was "the one." He's getting his Masters in music composition at Belmont University in Nashville...so that's "why" we are here. I teach third grade and have so much fun doing it! Although my heart is restless for something else... we will see where that leads. I've been thinking about the fact that I need to be in God's will right now (words, actions, thoughts...the things that make up the moments of each day). It's almost easier to think and talk about God's "future" will than it is to live in God's will today in the small things.
So that is a little taste of where I am right now!
I'm still writing songs and singing-it's been fun to team up with Caleb in that area!
When are you leaving for Africa?
Emily
Emily, that's great! Congratulations on your marriage - I pray that God blesses you and Caleb in it.
I can't believe you're in Nashville, and him going to Belmont, no less. Nashville is one of a few cities that has come up a lot in my life lately, and Belmont in particular. For one, we recently screened Invisible Children at the University. And it seems a lot of people are moving to Nashville recently, or thinking of it.
Enjoy 3rd grade - it's a good year. It's the 6th graders that'll kill you. And keep listening for God's guidance. Sometimes it seems slow to come, but it's always well-timed.
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