I live in the tension of two realities – one supernatural and one natural. In the natural, I’m easily scared. Weak, fearful, anxious, looking at my broken marriage and doubling over in pain, twisted and uncertain.
Then I look up.
And I breathe in.
There you are, God. This is reality. It is the supernatural. The place of knowing
how immeasurably loved I am. I am free. I am joy-filled. I’m having a massive party in the presence of my enemies who seek to whisper in my ear that I’m alone.
I’m not alone.
I’m part of a supernatural and massive story that has connected with me with dozens of people across these two years of massive life shift. People who have poured Life into me. People I have poured Life into.
People, circumstances and experiences that were synchronized and beautifully written as notes, rests, and measures on a musical score, a tapestry of His kingdom.
As the conductor, God is trustworthy to compose music that infuses Life, abundant Life, into his beloved creation, music that is especially joyful when the natural reality looks and feels bleak, confusing, and Life-threatening.
I can’t go back.
I won’t go back.
The natural is not the complete picture.
Let me stay in this place, looking up.
All around, in wonder.
Hearing the music of Your heart.
Seeing the restoration of broken hearts.
In a broken world.
Your kingdom come.
On earth, as it is in Heaven.