When it rains here in Chama it literally pours. The showers that begin every afternoon continue on into the early evening. It's become a thrill for me rather than a nuisance. The smell of refreshment represents the symbol of this small town in my life.
David wrote of how he received his strength when he dwelled in the shadows of the wings of the Most High God. Those wings have been my source of protection through the storms. Until I realized that for every moment the heavens open up in preparation to send down a flood I no longer shut down but am free to receive.
Why have I been so used to running for shelter? Has the rain ruined my comfort? Yes. Without it life which surrounds me is not able to survive or to grow. So what once was a "damper on my day" has become the source of my eternal life.
" I am the Lord your God who brought you out of Egypt, open your mouth wide and I will fill it."
Psalm 81:10
The Unpaved Road
THE UNPAVED ROAD
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Journey Beginning- A Hind in Her Habitat
How can I even begin to put into words? It's almost as if the beauty of it all makes it indescribable. A new lesson every day in the mercies of every morning. Going from not knowing why the Lord chose me to knowing that regardless of how I "feel" it's the TRUTH. Leaving it all behind to follow Him because He said, "Go."
Over the past six months, I've found myself here among the mountains of northern New Mexico only to discover that in this place of solitude, I'm not alone. I've been beckoned to visit the High Places with My Shepard. He's called me to a new level of heights in His Kingdom of Love. In the moments where I've wanted to give up because of the path's difficulty, He's been there. Not annoyed, never quick to get angry, and never dissappointed. Always gentle, always kind, and always pleased.
In those moments, my heart realizes that it's all true: He loves me. He chose me. Maybe I"ll never understand because it's a love that's too overwhelming. "How can I even begin to put into words? This transformation that occurs in the prescence of His greatness?" The storms have ended. The life which comes from water has burst forth to produce a endless sea of green. And the roots have grown deep. The wind blows in silence yet its sound has become more defined in my ears. The stars at night know their names are unique as they play their role of shining. The sun feels closer to touching. And the mountains have yet to be climbed.
I have seen the deer roaming free in their natural habitat, peacefully feeding and drinking from the flowing rivers. Just when I begin to think, "It's all so wonderful, Lord" I hear: "It's only the beginning."
Over the past six months, I've found myself here among the mountains of northern New Mexico only to discover that in this place of solitude, I'm not alone. I've been beckoned to visit the High Places with My Shepard. He's called me to a new level of heights in His Kingdom of Love. In the moments where I've wanted to give up because of the path's difficulty, He's been there. Not annoyed, never quick to get angry, and never dissappointed. Always gentle, always kind, and always pleased.
In those moments, my heart realizes that it's all true: He loves me. He chose me. Maybe I"ll never understand because it's a love that's too overwhelming. "How can I even begin to put into words? This transformation that occurs in the prescence of His greatness?" The storms have ended. The life which comes from water has burst forth to produce a endless sea of green. And the roots have grown deep. The wind blows in silence yet its sound has become more defined in my ears. The stars at night know their names are unique as they play their role of shining. The sun feels closer to touching. And the mountains have yet to be climbed.
I have seen the deer roaming free in their natural habitat, peacefully feeding and drinking from the flowing rivers. Just when I begin to think, "It's all so wonderful, Lord" I hear: "It's only the beginning."
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