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"...the Spirit helps us in our weakness. we do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groans that words cannot express. and he who searches our hearts knows the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for the saints in accordance to God's will.
and we *know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose."
~romans 8.26-28
in all my moving.
in all my jobs.
in all my relationships.
in all my hurt.
in all my joy.
in all my questions.
in all my victories.
in all my unknowns.
in all my tears.
in all my conversations.
in all my silence.
grace abounds, and I am gifted with windows into goodness.
I feel loss, poverty, plenty, connection, confusion, frustration, clarity...sometimes at the same moments in time.
tension exists.
I like peace.
my romantic heart and head gravitate toward stillness.
within the reality of life lives tension.
tension leads to deeper trust for me.
I arrive at the end of my ability to go it alone in that stretching.
in the last six months or so, I have understood little.
I have recognized and tried to respect reality...
while understanding
very
little.
and in the midst of all of the afore mentioned "in all my"s,
goodness is alive.
oh, that I would *know more.
a friend of mine put the word convinced into my faith vocabulary.
I like the emphasis and passion behind that word.
may we all be more convinced of how deeply we are loved
and how much good is to be encountered.
may your week find you bumping into goodness...
cheers,
kb.
