Sometimes...It Isn't Easy
Have you ever been chock full of God and what He is working, teaching, and doing inside of you but not been able to get it out? If someone were to ask just the right question it might all come pouring out in a torrent, but without that just right question it just fills without emptying. Sometimes...it isn't easy. It isn't easy to say what may not have words. It isn't easy to share that which burrows so deep it is almost unseen. It isn't easy to throw those deepest parts of us out there for just anyone to catch. Sometimes...it isn't easy.
Sometimes...all that comes out is God is good all the time and all the time God is good. Sometimes...God must be seen and experienced to be known. Sometimes...there simply aren't words. Sometimes...this is one of those times.
Passover and Easter two celebrations of Jesus, the Passover Lamb. Two celebrations that together take a person to the cross, the tomb, and then risen to God and living in me. When any part of Jesus is left out there is a gap. Gaps create incomplete stories. Incomplete stories create missing pieces. Missing pieces leave openings for deception and inaccuracy and untruth to do their work. Not wanting any gaps or missing pieces, I am full to bursting with the whole of Jesus. The cross, oh my. The tomb, dearest Lord. Risen, Glorious! With God, Hallelujah! In me, Oh Happy Day, Happy Day, He washed my sins away! Working through me, How Marvelous is Love Like This?
The whole picture. No missing pieces. No gaps. Every day more of the whole is revealed; another gap is filled with truth. Every day I see more and am blind less, in Jesus. In Jesus. Those sometimes when it isn't easy there is always Jesus. And oh how glad I am for Jesus.
Soaking in God's Love Given Through Jesus,
Abundantly Blessed @ Abundance House
Sometimes...all that comes out is God is good all the time and all the time God is good. Sometimes...God must be seen and experienced to be known. Sometimes...there simply aren't words. Sometimes...this is one of those times.
Passover and Easter two celebrations of Jesus, the Passover Lamb. Two celebrations that together take a person to the cross, the tomb, and then risen to God and living in me. When any part of Jesus is left out there is a gap. Gaps create incomplete stories. Incomplete stories create missing pieces. Missing pieces leave openings for deception and inaccuracy and untruth to do their work. Not wanting any gaps or missing pieces, I am full to bursting with the whole of Jesus. The cross, oh my. The tomb, dearest Lord. Risen, Glorious! With God, Hallelujah! In me, Oh Happy Day, Happy Day, He washed my sins away! Working through me, How Marvelous is Love Like This?
The whole picture. No missing pieces. No gaps. Every day more of the whole is revealed; another gap is filled with truth. Every day I see more and am blind less, in Jesus. In Jesus. Those sometimes when it isn't easy there is always Jesus. And oh how glad I am for Jesus.
Soaking in God's Love Given Through Jesus,
Abundantly Blessed @ Abundance House