Thursday, December 11, 2008

Pulling. Ripping. Groaning.

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.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Sounds like Advent to me, girl. Be at peace.

Lisa said...

Advent indeed. and yes, praying for much peace to descend.