Monday is the start of a long week and it’s the longest day of my week. But Jesus works on Monday, He moves on Monday. He speaks to us and sings over us even on Monday. I just need to learn to listen in the busyness of the mundane. I’m asking Him to show Himself in more tangible ways; I’m praying for a heart that thirsts for Jesus more deeply. I am asking Him for the fullness of His presence. And His fullness is not just for weekends or when I feel all nice and cozy. It’s power penetrates all fear, loneliness, stress, and restlessness. His love (fullness) is limitless and touchable because Jesus is a touchable God. So even though it’s Monday, the Holy Spirit is still being released. He is giving us freedom and joy.
Freedom exists in the mundane. Freedom doesn’t come from feelings. It comes with knowing who you are and whose you are. The freedom and joy that Jesus has blessed us with is not circumstantial. The grace God has for us surrounds us and is filtered in and out of us. Grace is the breath heaving in your chest, the 70 degree weather in March, reunions, and plants on your window sill. Things unnoticed, miracles happening because of His nearness. My scattered prayers for you, unedited pieces of poetry, listening to new songs, plans changing, and the endless thought of you — Father, You get me through, but you’re also teaching me to dance on disappointment. You, Jesus are teaching me to cry, to laugh harder, and to let go because life is too short for a safe, neat life.
Life is a messy melody of our Father singing His love over us.
Unshakeable promises for everyday:
Psalm 23:3,6, Psalm 27:13-14, Psalm 32:5, Psalm 32:7-8, Psalm 46:1, Psalm 58:10, Psalm 59:10, Psalm 139:23, Ephesians 3:16-19, Zephaniah 3:17