Into the Love of God

Entered into the Love of God we enter into the wild.

Entered into the Love of God we put down our presupposed outcomes,

We enter into process, and relationship, and the unknown future;

How might we live and have our being?

Continue reading Into the Love of God

By His Love

Take this to heart today:

The Lord your God is in your midst,
    a mighty one who will save;
he will rejoice over you with gladness;
    he will quiet you by his love;
he will exult over you with loud singing.

Zephaniah 3:17

Wrecked by Love

The love of God is easily misunderstood. It is not a feel-nice gushy thing, rather it is a searing of fire.

Get too close and your pride will be burned up. Get too close and perversions will die a ungodly death. Get too close and all self-sufficiency will be washed away.

The love of God is more powerful than anything we know.

It sears us of our fears.

It banishes our excuses.

It purifies us of cockroaches and bed bugs and lice, you know, those nasty habits of judgment and cover ups and false contentment.

Where we are weakened by denial Love sears the covers off and we are stronger like we never imagined.

Where we are crippled in our faith Love forces us to the tallest mountain and then says, “lets walk together.”

Where we’ve given ourselves over to comfort as idolatry Love beckons us out into the wild.

In the Love of God we are never the same.

Before love we rest in our goodness.

Before love we relish in our doctrines.

Before love we jolly in our faith.

Before love we pat each other on the back and say “It won’t be so bad.”

Oh yes it will!

For with Love everything we know is turned upside down. With Love ordinary doesn’t satisfy. With Love our gaze is turned outward, our efforts invested beyond ourselves, and within Love we are swallowed alive.

ALIVE

It’s the key word: Alive

Only in Love are we alive.

And once we are alive we gag on anything that smacks of less-than, of status-quo, of keeping nice.

Life is wrecked in Love.

The Love of God is a mighty tempest that reaches to the far back corners of every nook and cranny of our lives.

The rooms and closets, the sinews and fibres, the crevices of our thinking, of our emotions, are wiped clean.

Seared by fire.

Drenched in water.

Touched by purity.

Exploded by holiness.

Redeemed. Forgiven, Embraced. Celebrated. Restored. Fresh.

Wrecked by the Love of God.

I suggest you stay far away.

God’s Hands & Feet

“I have loved you with an everlasting love”

In many ways we have our understanding of God all messed up.

Because of God’s all-powerful place in our lives and our world, we forget our role in his kingdom.

We may even think God doesn’t need us, and that we are simply pawns on a large chess-board of life.

What we do doesn’t matter – so the lie is told.

But we miss the fact that God works through human beings. Always has. Always will.

That donation made – the check must be written by a human’s hand and heart.

The encouragement give – because someone chose to notice and to care.

A life valued – due to the commitment of another human being.

Believing that what we don’t matter is the easy way out. Believing God can do whatever, whenever, however, misses the human element that God in fact welcomed and established so many many years ago.

God counts on human beings.

And to those who are advocating God’s heart on behalf of the downtrodden, those who are caring for the unfortunate and neglected, to those who are stepping out of their own safe existences and reaching and risking – to those ones God says, “Thank-You”

“Thank-You for being my hands and feet and for sharing my heart.” – God –