Post by JamesAndWhatNot on Sept 11, 2017 16:06:37 GMT -8
"The sea that He made belongs to Him, along with the dry land that His hands formed. Come! Let us worship and bow down; let us kneel in the presence of the Lord, who made us." Psalm 95:5-6
Beyond the edge of the shore there is a space where countless grain of sand and never ending waves continuously overlap, where past and future form a interminable, endless loop. And, hovering about, it is the present where you stand at the edge of the shore like sound no one has ever heard, chords no one has ever played. You think that's what finally stopped you; the endless ocean.
When the wave of emotions bursts its banks and expectations crashing the shore of reality, it creates such collision. You hate this illusive vibrating alerts and hear phantom phone rings, since absence of ringing generates scaring emptiness and destroys the self-esteem.
Then you ponder, "What good is a faith that does not test the mettle of the believer?" And, "What good is a path that doesn’t carry us to the edge of our capacity and then beyond a frontier of this place?" So you slip right to the edge of the shore, knees deep in the crashing wave. And you can feel it too. You don't know how. There is no wind, no sound, no change of temperature. There are just these terrible cold and great warmth reaching up for you.
Maybe, a true calling involves a great exposure before it can become a genuine refuge. And you wait...in the presence of His wondering eyes which beholdeth you in the serenity of tranquility at the frontier of His quiet golden shores accompanied by the melodies of emerald blue rippling waves where you will always remain voicing harmony to His promises over the horizon soothing memories of your heart.
That thunderbolt of constant grace cracking a chest open and spilling my souls out for the world to see. It turns a person inside out, even a person like you and me, and there’s no going back from it. Once the thunderbolt hits, your life is miraculously, radically, beautifully, and irrevocably changed.