Another processing

 What is this feel my God? what the freak is it.  It hurts so bad, as these always do when they get this bad, turned up so to speak. The heat, "we are all burning bushes" I have heard Paul Young to say; after he says he spends his days goes around with his shoes off listening to people's stories. The fire that burns but does not consume.. Moses saw it.. George MacDonald talked of it, "Our God is a consuming fire". 

What are You consuming in me today? Or wishing to, inviting me to.. absolutely requiring my agreement before You do; yet dragging me all the while. How confusing you are.  How can You be so good and so, dare I say, annoying?  I love You and I hate You.. not really but the process!~ WHEN will it be done?!  Oh, yes, I am reminded now, when I am dead; then the great transformation can take place. I must die, as Jesus has already paved the way for me; it is no fear. Then I will no longer groan with birth pangs for the land I don't even know yet. "For indeed while we are in this tent (body) we groan, being burdened, because we do not want to be unclothed (naked) but to be clothed, so that what is mortal will be swallowed up by life."  2 Cor. 5:4  Whew! What does that mean? Sounds amazing.  Then will be the life that something within me is groaning after? 


... and there I go.. I am off, captivated by where the Spirit has lead this time. Reading the scripture I was brought to as one drinking after a long thirst.  I am reminded by a whisper inside of me, "keep asking while reading"; the interpretation being JUST as important as the direction given. 


So I ask... and somehow I am made to know when to stop, what to ignore and what to pay special attention to. 


Today it is "and He has committed to us the word of reconciliation"  Word, only word?  But.. I realize and I spew, I thought it was the responsibility of reconciliation.. of the world to God. But that is not what it says... only the word, only tell... what we cannot keep silent of anyway. A smile, I have no control over what springs up out of the well He put within me...Responsible? Hmmm. 

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