Walking the Passage: What remains....

Tuesday, January 21, 2014

What remains....

When the pace of life takes a turn and makes slow motion look like 100 mph, what is one left with? When everything comes to a near stand still what is there left to do?

And these three remain...

Faith

Hope

Love...

When the terrain becomes so foreign all one is left with is to close eyes and open heart and lean... Lean with all that is within...

Lean with everything one has...

It becomes the cry that looks in only one direction... Upward...

Abba!!!!

Abba, Father....

That's the call.. Those are the words uttered...

Abba

And

Breath..

Trust

And

Breath

Grace

And

Breath

Cling

Breath

Lean

And breath...

The quietest and most immense strength birthed forth from sheer weakness...

When the end of self meets up with an ever lasting, never ending reservoir ...

The firm reality of His goodness, the immense tangibility of His faithfulness ...

There in lies the place of such rich discovery...

Cocooned away from that which the enemy wants to shout and the world puts straight in my face...

The whispers of Heaven invade and declare the quiet, firm and everlasting truth... The immense reality of His affection that stands firm eternally against any temporal shout or temporary demonic worldly victory...

Oh death where is your victory?

Oh grave where is your sting?

When all time and all moments seemingly come to a stand still and all feels as if every second, every breath is a life time... I learn that a 1000 years is like a day and a day is like a 1000 years...

In moments when the realities of Heaven seem so far away and the taunting of this world screech their harsh and hurtful sounds and pull their brutal and relentless punches,

I go to my knees and bow my head and surrender my heart to Him...

When the storms rage I ask Him to command them to be still... When the storms don't get quieted in the way I would like, then I ask Him to grant me sleep in the bow...

He most certainly is the most excellent of ways...

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One of my Favorite Narnian Quotes...

“One word, Ma’am,” he said, coming back from the fire; limping because of the pain. “One word. All you’ve been saying is quite right, I shouldn’t wonder. I’m a chap who always liked to know the worst and then put the best face I can on it. So I won’t deny any of what you said, even so. Suppose we have only dreamed, or made up, all those things – trees and grass and sun and moon and stars and Aslan himself. Suppose we have. Then all I can say is that, in that case, the made-up things seem a good deal more important than the real ones. Suppose this black pit of a kingdom of yours is the only world. Well, it strikes me as a pretty poor one. And that’s a funny thing, when you come to think of it. We’re just babies making up a game, if you’re right. But four babies playing a game can make a play-world that makes you real world hollow. That’s why I’m going to stand by the play-world. I’m on Aslan’s side even if there isn’t any Narnia. So, thanking you kindly for our supper, if these two gentlemen and the young lady are ready, we’re leaving your court at once and setting out in the dark to spend our lives looking for the Overland.

A Brilliant Quote from Marianne Williamson

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate,

but that we are powerful beyond measure.

It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.

We ask ourselves, "Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?"

Actually, who are you not to be?

You are a child of God.

Your playing small does not serve the world.

There is nothing enlightening about shrinking

so that others won't feel unsure around you.

We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.

It is not just in some of us; it is in every one.

As we let our light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.