Monday, November 5, 2012

His Eyes

Imagine a world where you're always connected, never separated, not even for a moment. Imagine everyone in tune, playing their own melody beautifully. Imagine rising above the present moment. Imagine the space you're walking in expanding. It's becoming. It's bigger, brighter, more lovely than you ever thought. Imagine yourself staring into the eyes of Jesus. What do they look like? What do His eyes tell you about today, about the situation, and most importantly about your tomorrow? His eyes are full of hope. They sparkle with a firey passion. His eyes hope for all things, bear all things, believe in all things. He's has only positive thoughts towards us and he's never intimidated by what He sees.

Holy Spirit invade, as we lift up our eyes towards heaven, our arms stretched out wide. Our hearts are unrelenting. Come and dwell. That is our desire, to see the face of our savior. Like waves, heaven's mercies wash over us. Daily, their splashes are full of recovery, and there's always more.

So let us see Your eyes! Let us imagine how You do.

Leaning

I once had a vision.

In the vision, I saw myself stepping off a cliff. I could see my tentative feet gripping its rocky ledge, desperately wishing there was a way to retreat, to return to how it use to be. I didn't want to make the leap, but there was no other option. Forward became the only way. I feel the fear of below, a total unknown, full of danger and impossibility. As I step off the end and fall. Expecting to encounter destruction, instead I'm pleasantly surprised to find that I'm falling not into the darkness, but into the light. The further I fall the brighter it gets. It just keeps going and going. And as I let go, it gets warmer and warmer, better and better. I can see the hand of God cupping the light guiding it further in, deeper into his heart. I see that I'm falling into the very love of God.


Recently, I've really been learning to let go. I remind my soul today that the lover always comes out of the desert leaning on her beloved. There's no other way out. We can't return to Egypt, and sometimes it's as if the promise couldn't be farther. But as we continue to journey with our Jesus, we learn how to lean into Him. To walk by His fire by night and His cloud by day. Dependence is the key. It's a beautiful reality that sets us free. Free from the cares of this world, free from our insecurities, free from our doubts about who we are, what we're doing and who God has made us to be.

For if you are faithless, He has faith.
If you are weary, He is the giver of rest.
You make me lie down in green pastures.
You lead me by still waters.
Just to be still and know.
I will sit.
You alone restore my soul.
Where can I hide from you, even death itself cannot stop your plan for me.
No where can I hid, no where am I away from you.
You are everywhere.
You are for me.
You love me.

So lean into the light, friends! Fall into his goodness. There's no better place to be. Rest, be restored, and with joy let go. It's always getting better.