In my way home I discovered the Tarlatans. I was listening to the radio as this song reached out and grabbed me:
“If I’m dreaming, I might be missing right now.” I’m a dreamer. And to dream is good because we venture to places and potential yet inhabitat within and with out when we do so. But if you are like me I know when my soul feels unsettled and its time to return to the here and now.
Now is full of color and vibrant just as the future. But often times it seems dull and gray because we forget to live in the adventure and abundant opportunity of the present. It’s all we are gaurenteed really. Now. Right now, may we have grace to see what’s around us with fresh eyes.
I’ll leave you with one more from the Tarlatans:
“Blessing For the Unknown One”
One day our eyes will intertwine.
Respectfully we shall meet,
full like no other greet.
Find yourself hidden in Who is.
In that hiding we will find
this treasure we’ve been patiently awaiting.
Bless you now forevermore.
To Him ’til we meet.
-LW October 9, 2015
We are not defined by our past. None the less the past seems to ripple into the present. But if we are hidden in Him who is, we are “more than overcomers”. Our culture shouts the impossibility of leaving the dirt worn path we chose in the past to find another path in the forest that would lead us to a different future. We chose a career now we are stuck with it the rest of our life. We are diagnosed with a disease and it has its label on us until the day we die. We struggle, so we will always. These are nothing but the gremlin lies of the past.
With Him we find our feet stepping off the clear cut path into the woods with its sweet honesuckle, its thick thorns, and its rugged trees. With leaves crunching underfoot we adventurously and joyously seek a path we know will be walked with the hope we already find filling us amongst the shady winding trees.
May you be brave today. May some of you enjoy freely romping around the woods of the present seeking.
So the past two nights I have spent with two different individuals. These moments have not been planned but they have been rich in different ways. I have a friend who says all the time that communion is common union. Community like wise is what we have in common is what unites us. So I’ve been partaking in communion the past few nights with beautiful souls. Therefore no lengthy posts and one missed night of blogging. However I would challenge you to see the one in front of you rather than being driven by the list of things pulling for your attention. Souls are eternal, and many things are material.
Take a listen to what has been feeding my heart lately. And may it meet you in your present moment.
I am committing to write here for 31 days. Joining with a bunch of cyberspacers that are doing the same. I’ve gotten a late start but if you’d like to join me a many others check out what 31 days is all about.
For me this is a great chance to challenge myself to write everyday no matter how small or how big. I love writing but so often I get swept up in obligations that I sweep the importance of expressing myself through this avenue under the rug. So for 31 days I will be pulling up that big ole rug and cleaning out the dust. I’ll be discussing, encouraging, and reminiscing. We cannot have a future lest we have a past, and both are built here in the present. The sweet present in which Andrew Murray says, “His (God’s) presence and grace enjoyed today will remove all doubt whether thou canst entrust the morrow to Him too”. So join me as I explore the past, present, and future here at Rehoboth. No doubt there will be a few days of “rabbit trails” to follow as well.
Peace and Grace