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You are in this story, and it is a story that you’re comfortable in.
And then, a new presence interrupts your life and interrupts the little story you were telling.
At first, it’s all potential. Every exchange is supercharged with excitement and wonder.
Your mind races, your heart thumps with desire, and you cling to every smile, every look, and every word.
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Jesus loved a woman. Jesus purposed in His heart that He would marry this woman He desired. He spoke to the Father, got things arranged, and left home to meet the woman He loved where she lived.
“But when the fullness of time had come” Gal. 4:4
Before He could drop the question, though, He needed to negotiate the mohar, the price, He would need to pay for His wife. The price was steep, but He loved her so much that He was willing to go forward with it. Like Jacob laboring 14 years for the woman he wanted so much, counting it as nothing, Jesus would count as nothing the price He’d pay. Already, in His heart He despised the shame, agreed to the terms, and moved toward that young woman, beautiful like a costly pearl.
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Pray for those you love.
Pray for those whom you once loved, but are now distant.
Pray for those falling apart, for those breaking down, and for those clinging desperately.
Pray for those who care to be prayed for and for those who do not.
Pray for those who are in peace, in joy, and in completeness. Pray for blessings over those whose presence hurts you and for those whose presence pleases you. Pray for others when you feel like it and make sure to pray when you don't feel like it.
Pray for those who seem to have hope and for those who seem hopeless.
Pray for those whose problems are big and for those whose problems are small. Pray for those who will say thanks, and for those who will not. Pray for others without any particular personal agendas.
Pray without ceasing. And when you pray, be comforted for the Holy Spirit of God Himself will listen; He will take your pleas and whisper rest into the situations you pray for.
What are they like?
How would they look like?
Would they be something like fences or lines drawn in a box?
Perhaps it's something like a late Sunday morning, or may be an incoming schedule.
Some might think they are like the burn out or the man in his mid life crisis. The mother of three with bags under her eyes. The student driven to their last drop of energy as Finals approach. The young woman reading until 5 in the morning to finish homework. The director of an organization partaking of late nights. A cry on a cross.
Or may be they look more like a week. Perhaps limits bear a resemblance to the waning minutes of the sixth day, and the soon beginning of a seventh day.
I recently got a camera. Here's a sketchy video. I hope you enjoy the poem. The resurrection of Jesus Christ means a lot to me. [youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qSSwxmjRPnk?list=UUKePDzq1Jpc2PbLaIG4OCBg&w=640&h=360]
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And these are two doodles I made about the Crucifixion / Resurrection.
