Many times when we are delivered from a position of fear and depression, the Lord makes his majesty and glory most evident. As we gaze into his eyes and fall repeatedly to our knees, we are awestruck by His amazing amazingness…
We wake to find ourselves bruised by the reality of our existence and are forced to resume our trudge through the shadow…
Our first plan when we are in position to lead again is to help these people know the great wonder of the redemptive power of our healing father…but no matter how hard we try, no matter how clever our program might be or how interesting our conceptual conversation has been, we are never able to recreate the movement of the spirit…and we retreat back to our dungeon to rethink this dynamic masterpiece. Caught beneath the landslide of our own emotion and flickering memories of our own rebirth and ignited spirit we struggle to bend the will of the Holy Spirit to our whimsical desires…
Our spirit is broken upon the Solid Rock…and we fall once more into the pit of despair like fledgling newborns.
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