Did He struggle with leaving His darling, if defiant, and sometimes disgusting
earthlings? Was He divided—as I am--between pangs
of grief and relief? Disorientation and excitement? Gratified and disappointed? Conversation I want to have with Him when I get to heaven...
Jesus returned to a throne; I sleep in my own bed
again. Comfort, safety and protection. Yet He stood at the stoning of Stephen. Rolling up His sleeves? Ready to go back into the fray, to rend the
heavens and come down, to rescue His beloved?
Sometimes I want to roll my sleeves up and go back into the fray--go back overseas. I
want to beat off the enemy as he attacks and snarls around those he is seeking
to devour, push back against the darkness.
Other times I don’t want to go back.
I never want to leave the comfort zone again. I’m
scared of the kinds of battle I get into. I lose my way in the dark.
As I seek to restore my equilibrium now, I know I long for control, stability, ducks in a row, no flames licking at my
feet. Isn't this preferable to thinking
I am losing my mind and my emotional health, as my thoughts and emotions distort in the crucible of overseas work? Yet I'm willing to do this if necessary, to watch the sparks fly up
from the fire I melt in, the fire releasing others to their calls and
gifts, into life, the fire that burns but does not consume, my own burning bush.
This is holy ground. All I have is one prayer: "Hallowed be Thy Name." All I know to do is keep fighting the darkness, even when I feel like I'm losing the battle.
This is holy ground. All I have is one prayer: "Hallowed be Thy Name." All I know to do is keep fighting the darkness, even when I feel like I'm losing the battle.
And I will stand, for God is able to make me stand. He stands with me, and is for me. And I am called to be an overcomer--"Be not overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good."
The Kingdom of Heaven is forcefully
advancing, and forceful men take hold of it.
And forceful women.
Looking for a little force right now, even from the comfort zone, and confident about nothing but God's ability to keep me in the battle. And that I need to continue.
And so I just booked the next flight, for the next adventure. To be continued...
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