How quickly our sap turns into snappy.
When it gets sharp around your house, are you part of the cutting?
When doubt takes hold of your heart, how does faith take over?
When you find yourself thirsty for some good liturgy, are you like me and realize you’re the one withholding the cup?
When the what if’s begin….what if we are fools after all, what if it’s all for naught, what if we should just disappear into the hypocrisy we are unaware of…., how do you move to the great I AM?
We are fools, I am certain. But probably not for the reasons I am aware of.
Gratitude seems the only place to move into, the only place that I can embrace my foolery and still be God’s. So, I continue counting. And I offer this prayer today for us all:
Lord Jesus Christ, Son of God, have mercy on us. Make us fools for you. I know you are there…..still holding out your hand. We will be brave fools and hold out our hand as well to grab yours and keep open our other hand. What else is there, really? Descent is for fools and we long for the descent. Let this week be the beginning of the descent into the greatest foolery of all…sacrifice, selflessness, discipline. Amen.
398. conflict in marriage….hard thanks
399. foolish faith
401. daughter hugs
403. baby books
405. braiding hair
406. working out faith here with you
Join me in giving thanks!