I've been thinking about resurrection a bit this week, mainly at night when I find myself awake when I should be sleeping. I realized something as I was up last night actually, so much of what I struggle with stems from who I am. Questions of direction, how it's all going to work out, am I keeping up with expectations...all stem not only from outside circumstances but rather who I am. I realized, again, that I'm just not built to handle these struggles. So this morning, standing in front of the bathroom mirror a strange question came to me: What is the gospel?
So, why did I ask that? Best I can tell, it's because I need to be re-done. Resurrection, among other things, is Jesus being transformed by the power of God into something new. The gospel is all about that; making things new. So today I'm thinking it's a good time to be someone new. It's a good time to step into a transformation that begins to make me someone who can sleep at night, knowing that my struggles are not gone but I am in forward motion with them. So maybe by letting go and dying to those questions of direction, how it's all going to work out, expectations and letting God re-define who I am is where I need to be. Resurrection gives me hope that this can happen. The service this last Sunday was a powerful display that God does make that happen.
Boy do I hear ya loud and clear. I have been struggling with how to reinvent myself, renew, rebirth, resurrection of who God meant me to be without all the crap that made me who I am now...Dying to sleep, feel good and move forward. Love it and pray for it, for you, me and everyone else.
Wow - that's cool and inspiring reminder of why Easter is my favorite holiday. How can anything matter more? Something Greg said Sunday at Longfellow adds to this...when Mary went to the tomb she didn't recognize Jesus and thought he was the gardener. But Jesus recognized her and said her name. Whether WE understand Jesus' resurrection is a question we can ruminate about forever - but it's not important that we ever get to a sure place on that. What really changes things is that we are recognized.
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8 April 2010
1 year 42 weeks
I've been thinking about resurrection a bit this week, mainly at night when I find myself awake when I should be sleeping. I realized something as I was up last night actually, so much of what I struggle with stems from who I am. Questions of direction, how it's all going to work out, am I keeping up with expectations...all stem not only from outside circumstances but rather who I am. I realized, again, that I'm just not built to handle these struggles. So this morning, standing in front of the bathroom mirror a strange question came to me: What is the gospel?
So, why did I ask that? Best I can tell, it's because I need to be re-done. Resurrection, among other things, is Jesus being transformed by the power of God into something new. The gospel is all about that; making things new. So today I'm thinking it's a good time to be someone new. It's a good time to step into a transformation that begins to make me someone who can sleep at night, knowing that my struggles are not gone but I am in forward motion with them. So maybe by letting go and dying to those questions of direction, how it's all going to work out, expectations and letting God re-define who I am is where I need to be. Resurrection gives me hope that this can happen. The service this last Sunday was a powerful display that God does make that happen.
6 January 2010
17 weeks 2 days
Boy do I hear ya loud and clear. I have been struggling with how to reinvent myself, renew, rebirth, resurrection of who God meant me to be without all the crap that made me who I am now...Dying to sleep, feel good and move forward. Love it and pray for it, for you, me and everyone else.
17 January 2010
10 hours 54 min
Great find, Monarch. He says it. As Melissa also said, that resurrection knows and claims us.
Let's live it, celebrate it, do it, tell it, sing it, cry it, just BE it.
10 January 2010
5 days 16 hours
Wow - that's cool and inspiring reminder of why Easter is my favorite holiday. How can anything matter more? Something Greg said Sunday at Longfellow adds to this...when Mary went to the tomb she didn't recognize Jesus and thought he was the gardener. But Jesus recognized her and said her name. Whether WE understand Jesus' resurrection is a question we can ruminate about forever - but it's not important that we ever get to a sure place on that. What really changes things is that we are recognized.