“Oh Lord, Establish the Work of Your Hands”
“Standing up from crags and clay
The peaks of earth
In full display
They break the lines
That break the sky
That’s full of life
Full of life
The chaos of creation’s dance
A tapestry, a symphony
Of life himself
Of love herself
It’s written in our very skin”
“To set aside as holy”
Susan, stop thinking about all the things you have to do and all the things you want to do today and tomorrow, and the weekend.
I know you like being in that headspace, but I’m telling you there’s something more greater and worthy of the time in your head, and you’ve got to be still for that.
“All this pain
I wonder if I’ll ever find my way
I wonder if my life could really change, at all
All this earth
Could all that is lost ever be found?
Could a garden come out from this ground, at all?”
At the height of my lows, these thoughts were all my mind made space for.
“You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us”
And I held onto the promise of that chorus.
In hindsight, the offer at hand was so much better than “survival”.
God didn’t and doesn’t exist to merely serve as a mechanism for survival or for meeting pressing needs. You are missing out on something great if that’s all you are looking to get or look for in God.
God is so much more than that. It’s like trying to put a rainbow and 300 unicorns in a 5ft x 5ft box. It just doesn’t work that way, the belief in my God, the belief in a Jesus.
Psalms 66 (ESV)
10: “You have tried us as silver is tried”
13-14: “I will come into your house with burnt offerings; I will perform my vows to you that which my lips uttered and my mouth promised when I was in trouble”
“Compassion in place of anger”
“Self control” particularly over tongue.