There's a verse in scripture that talks about all creation groaning in need of redemption.
There's another verse that speaks of the Spirit interceding on our behalf with groans beyond words.
Somedays I think my body knows those groanings deeply. I feel and sense them in ways I can't quite explain.
Today is one of those days.
I feel a ripping. A pulling. A groaning. A longing of all creation.
And I wonder what it means.
I wonder what is coming.
And I sit unsettled in the midst of it.
Praying.
Listening.
Restless.
Resting.
Waiting.
Longing.
Groaning.
Thursday, December 11, 2008
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2 comments:
Sounds like Advent to me, girl. Be at peace.
Advent indeed. and yes, praying for much peace to descend.
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