Just something I've been thinking about lately, mulling over, savoring, untangling...
The Lord's care for us is so complete; there is nothing lacking in it. Even in the thicket of stress and messiness, when we trust God and then are brought to a place of struggle--how I long to learn to trust Him when I am in that place. I feel a conviction in my bones about it. What does this mean, Lord? Have you called me to this, this radical generousity? Are You planting in my heart the willingness to sacrifice and suffer? Are You beckoning me, once again, to discover how You are enough, completely, utterly, Your flesh and blood as tangible substance, enough to fill our bellies? (My words, even, are they of any use to You?)
"Unless you eat my flesh and drink my blood, you have no part in me..." This is what You say. Is this the meaning of abiding in Christ, the journey of concluding, time and time again, as the path twists and turns in crisis and hope, that He is enough? Him and Him alone?
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oh Ellie, you are such a deep one. I like that about you. I really don't have anything profound to add or comment, I just wanted to leave a little note that says, "hmm..." so you know I'm pondering with you. :)
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