Today I remembered a season of my life with trembling and awe. It was a season so full of darkness, that I wondered where the starry lights ran to. Little did I know that the Supreme One was building a lighthouse in me.
On one of those days I was on a bike, on an errand, and he said to me “There is a beautiful trait I am seeing in you this season, it is your ability to LOVE. I love your heart Mary, it has the capacity to Love.”
I broke down in tears because I had experienced almost anything but love in that season. I felt abandoned, forgotten, ill-treated, angry, frustrated..you name it. Love was that alien entity I never felt in that season. Yet, Papa was there all along, calling forth the things that Be to Be.
Man has been mysteriously fashioned. I am amazed at the depth of beauty fashioned into man. Right in the darkest pit, the master builder sees a wealth of untapped beauty and glory.
Beneath the layers of pain, dust and dirt is a reality that is TRUE concerning us, and only the one who has hidden it there can call it forth. The Spirit of Truth himself is in the business of leading us into all Truth.
Papa amazed me with his thoughts on this scripture;
Proverbs 25:2 It is the glory of God to conceal a thing: but the honour of kings is to search out a matter.
He said “Man has looked at every space to search for the things I have hidden, except for one place…. himself.”
Meaning, there is a wealth of beauty hidden in man beyond his eyes, and it takes the help of the Spirit that searches all things to call them forth.
We see our true selves in the light of the Word of God, the perfect mirror that reflects us to us (James 1:25). Our mirror ain’t in letters, He is living and he is Spirit.
Today I am overwhelmed at the beauty of Papa’s vision, and how he calls forth the things that Be in me.
I choose to stay with Papa’s thoughts, I choose to be stirred by the song he is singing over me, I embrace the vision of me that he is painting before me, I say YES to his thoughts concerning me.
There is a depth in us that we do not know, a height in us that we are yet to experience, a strength woven into the beauty of our brokenness and the dimensions of this mystery are in LOVE.
We were made in Love
We were made to Love
We were made for Love.
Love heals.
Love defines.
Love sings.
Love awakens from the dead
Love makes alive.
Love loves to Love.
OmoOba.