Barren

Life had been going at such a pace that I barely noticed.

Well, not a first.

Until that Sunday, when Pastor Kyle tapped the microphone.

Tap.

 

Tap.

Tap.

Tap.

Tap.

Tap.

Rest.

His words, "We need to learn the unforced rhythms of grace."

What I heard was....

Busy.

Busy.

Busy.

Busy.

Busy.

Busy.

Barren.

And, I felt a little, okay, a LOT like David in Psalms 40, 

"And me? I'm a mess. I'm nothing & have nothing; make something of me." 

I shared with my friend about my barrenness when she asked me why I wasn't writing any more.

I shared of my struggle...relating that in the busyness...I had become barren.  

His LIVING Word no longer jumped of the pages, but I was merely plodding through.

What was there to write?

"That", she said, "Write about that."

So, I am.

Because sometimes I'm obedient.

And, I'm relying on His words in Matthew 11.

"Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion?  Come to me.  Get away with me and you'll recover your life.  I'll show you how to take a real rest.  Walk with me & work with me. Watch how I do it.  Learn the unforced rhythms of grace.  I won't lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me & you'll learn to live freely & lightly."

Emily Freeman, author of A Million Little Ways, put it like this...

"God is not a technician.  God is an Artist.  This is the God who made you.  

The same God who lives inside you.  

He comes into us, then comes out of us, in a million little ways.  

That's why there's freedom, even in the blah.  

Hope, even in the dark. 

Love, even in the fear.

Trust, even as we face our crisis. 

And, believing in the midst of all that?

It feels like strength & depth & wildflowers spinning.

It feels risky & brave & under dog winning.

It feels like redemption.

It feels like art."

I am ready to make ART.

So, you'll find me here...plodding through.

Maybe you, too, are living in the 

BLAH...

the DARK...

in the FEAR.

Plod with me, friends.