Singularity: The Relentless, Intimate Love of God

This is it. I’m undone.

Coming to this place of being swept up in the most amazing Love, swimming in an ocean of it after these years of desert walking, this past year of darkness and breaking.

Oh how can it be?

This is the singularity. This intimate Loving that comes from the very heart of Christ straight… onto… me… oh, the breathlessness of this moment leaves me gasping, for suddenly, I understand.

I understand.

I understand.

Yes.

Jesus Loves me.

ME.

Little me. Just one person, so insignificant and small. I’ve questioned and I’ve worried and I’ve striven until my hands and heart are utterly weary from the strain of it all. Little Lucy I’ve always been, looking and finding Him everywhere I can, but somehow I thought, if I don’t do this right, if I don’t measure up…I shouldn’t go looking for Him.

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Wunderkind: There’s More to Life Than This

What do you see?

Do you see the clouded reality of what is in front of you, this time and space that you are living in, with all its dark shadows and murky colors? When you open your eyes, do you see lack of time, the mundanity of the everyday, the stress of finances, and the pain of disappointment?

This is the grey…the grey that threatens to swallow us whole, suffocating us with its insatiable need. This grey vortex of never enough, of “don’t get your hopes up”, of reality checks and bank accounts.  The enemy in his domain, the prince of the air, is rubbing his hands together and saying, Yes, yes, I’m showing them reality. A reality that hits them in the face like a door slammed shut so loudly it makes their eyes water and their bones ache. If I can just keep them here behind that door, drowning in this reality, ah yes, then I will have accomplished my purpose – which is to destroy theirs.

Is this what you see? Dear friend, when you open your eyes in the morning, is your first thought the list of tasks that have to get taken care of in order to get by, in order to get through today? Is your biggest hope each morning the countdown to the moment when you can sit down for a second and breathe, or when you can climb back into bed at night and get a moment’s rest before tomorrow?

I’m telling you now.

There is so much more to life than what you can see. There is more to life than this!

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