I am no
Levite, although my desire is to live a life set aside for holiness. Almost any
action can be sacred when done with a heart of service and worship unto
God. I do not say these words lightly.
Once upon a time I read something that remains with me to this day.
Once upon a time I read something that remains with me to this day.
Surrender can be the
sweetest thing.
Practice surrender and
let the Universe do its work.
What
should immediately have followed was a clear warning; failure to surrender,
failure to yield to God’s Omnipotence may be fatal. You may likely wish for
death to release you from such willful and wanton disobedience, but even death
will not come if it is not His Will. That should be the warning, but no such
caveat ever came my way.
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But God.
On the last day before the
last day of the year, discernment found me. I cried more this year than in
years recently remembered. Some of those tears were prompted by joy, but far
more have been bitter and hard, fueled by heartbreak, disappointment, hurt, and
pure unbridled frustration. I mastered the ugly cry, and now I know why. I
needed every single one.
Have you ever watched a
child, determined to accomplish something, try to the point of exhaustion? That
was 2016 for me. I've been fighting Gravity
all while claiming I know better. Physician, heal thy damn self.
I cried so many salty tears
that now I know their value. They served me. They served Your Will for my life.
I ain't mad. That’s a lie, and I never lie to You for long, Lord. (What’s the
point?) I am mad, but it's the mad that can only exist in deeply loving
relationships...I ain't so mad that I'm going to quit You. Truth is, I'd quit You
if I could; I just don't know how.
2016
tried hard to make me her b~tch, and she almost succeeded. HOWEVAH....cue Miss
Ross, 2017, I OWN YOU.
So, me
and Miss Ross, we are COMING OUT. There is a new sheriff in town, and I
promise, Y'ALL AIN'T READY. This is the trust fall
nobody, including me, anticipated. This time, finally, I reveal myself. I was
never hidden, but rather being stripped (flayed?) in order to distill whom He
created me to be. I pray. I laugh (frequently). I love Jesus,
but I cuss, sometimes while praying. (SPOILER ALERT-He knows you know all the
bad words).
I am
the beautiful HOT MESS that God made, and I bow in humble adoration. I submit.
I surrender, like Dorothy. I'm done. I am undertaking mastery of my lane....and
once again, y'all ain't ready. But I am. By God's Grace, I survived 2016, and
I. AM. READY.
I am
undertaking mastery of my lane…and announcing my OneWord for 2017…..
Mentioned more
than 40 times in the Bible (depending upon the translation).
Seasoning, a
preservative, a curative.
Must be
accompanied (try eating it alone).
Melts ice.
Responsible for
the balance of acids and bases within the body.
In common
language, can mean brackish, earthy, spicy, piquant, biting, tough, aggressive,
upset. And that is only the beginning...
Leviticus
admonishes us to make all of our offerings unto the Lord “with salt.”
Commentary on Leviticus 2:13 describes salt as…
the opposite to leaven, for it
preserved from putrefaction and corruption, and signified the purity and
persevering fidelity that were necessary in the worship of God. Everything was
seasoned with it, to signify the purity and perfection that should be extended
through every part of the Divine service, and through the hearts and lives of
God's worshippers. It was called the salt of the covenant of God, because as
salt is incorruptible, so was the covenant…
I
am undertaking mastery of my lane. I cried the tears, I stored their bounty. I
have earned the right. Welcome to the year of SALT. Y’all ain’t ready…
