Last week I danced on the fringes of this thought:
If that’s true then, what am I willing to spend for wholeness? It’s the question lurking at the edges of my mind for a while.
You know how you get to that place where you’ve travelled a path so familiar you’re not really paying attention? Then a day comes, perhaps when you have to take a slightly different route and suddenly you’re noticing things — little things that were always there but now you really see them.
It’s true with places and with people.
Simple circumstances or an earth shaking crisis cause shifts in our landscape and if we are halfway awake, we might begin seeing and noticing things differently. We might finally see what’s important.
Sometimes we find a deeper grace.
I see it in often in my relationship with God and especially through the Scriptures.
I can’t tell you how many times I’ve opened to a passage so familiar when suddenly, a new understanding pools and collects on the page before me. Combined with my angle and attitude of approach, the Spirit speaks in just the way my wandering and wondering heart needs to hear.
It happened not long ago at a women’s conference as speaker, Kim Hardy taught from a passage I’ve travelled many times in my years walking with Jesus. In fact, it’s the first passage I ever shared with a group of women nearly twelve years ago.
Twelve years. Now, that’s no coincidence.
Today I’m sharing the rest of this story at Live Brave. Please hop on over there with me to see where I’m goin with this thing!