I am learning

I am learning. This is truly becoming my daily mantra. It breathes deep of grace, exhales growth - all founded in Truth.

And it isn't glamorous. It's an uphill, sweaty, sore, hot, exhausting climb. The steps of learning are marked by hurt sometimes; other times my own pride. Each step though is not taken singularly.
There is an Us to this journey. That, I am learning too. What is Union? What is this Divine Union with the Spirit, that daily is the reality, but so often is not what I choose to live in the reality of?

"Now if we have died with Christ, we believe that we also live with Him." [Romans 6:5-11]
What does that look like? What does a Life marked by Union exhale?
Daily I am learning this. Baby steps, that's where I'm at for sure. I'm beginning to delve deep in to the Truth-reality of Union with the Creator of the universe.

And that's beautiful.
In a violently intimate, gently exposing way. Because that is the way of my Savior, the Truth spoken by His lips "sharper than any two-edged sword, piercing to the division of soul and spirit, of joints and marrow, and discerning the thoughts and intentions of the heart" [Hebrews 4:11-13]

So here's to Union and the Journey, to having questions and the exposing Truth that gently answers.

Happy Monday, fellow adventurers!

in the rain

“Everyone then who hears these words of mine and does them will be like a wise man who built his house on the rock. And the rain fell, and the floods came, and the winds blew and beat on that house, but it did not fall, because it had been founded on the rock. And everyone who hears these words of mine and does not do them will be like a foolish man who built his house on the sand. And the rain fell, and the floods came, and the winds blew and beat against that house, and it fell, and great was the fall of it.”

 • Matthew 7:24-27

I want to be so grounded on Truth alone that when the rain comes I get to take the hand of my Beloved and dance in joy. Secure in His loving grip, without fear of the winds blowing through. Abiding in His strength and security that never fails, not depending upon my own sand-strength that washes away at the first gust of wind. I want to dance. Dance with Him in the rain, in the beautiful, kaleidoscopic, stormy vibrant mess of Abundant Adventure-Life.