This post is dedicated to my four lovely, growing daughters: Hope, Ashlyn Megan and Kathleen. I really think of these post as conversations with them and I happily invite you to listen in. . .I hope you and they too will find them helpful, encouraging, intimate, authentic, honest, humorous, pragmatic, giftings and life-giving in your relationships with your Lord and family and friends. Girls: I love you with ALL of my heart and I lean with prayer and faith in the goodness of your lives to come. May God bless you and keep each one of you ALL the days of your life and lift HIS countenance upon you. 🙂
Why the RSVP? I’d love to hear from you. Pick the one that speaks to you. (You do not need to tell us why ;)) I will write a post on the “pick” that gets the most responses. This keeps our Blog fun and interactive. I get bored with just me. I need you to add life and color to it! RSVP!
Dear Readers: What got the most “clicks” was on God’s mercy in the fall. Let’s talk about falling. . .Have you ever fallen? Close you eyes, make the memory go in “slow mo” and experience it? What are you feeling? Fear? Terror? Out of Control? Panic? Trying to grasp anything to slow or stop the fall? (I know some of you are skydivers, way out of our league. . .Would love to hear from you!) And after the fall, embarrassment? Did anyone see? Just how quick can I get up so no one see? No matter, if I’m hurt. . .I’ll deal with that once I get my dignity back!
Have you ever watched someone else fall? Helplessly, you hear people around you gasp? If they are tended to. . .You think, I should turn my head, to give them privacy, the last thing they want is attention. This is such an odd strange dynamic we are discussing within our human selves. The act of falling. It’s just plain humiliating. I wonder why? Is it our need for dignity? Is it our fear of being seen as “weak” in front of others. None of us would chose to fall. . .yet as toddlers it is seen as normal part of life. They have no shame, it they fall and are hurt or scared they openly seek comfort and help from those stronger and in those they trust. As adults, that is just plain gone, gone, gone? What is really going on within us? Do we honestly think other’s never stumble and fall? We are the only ones, right?
I know more about falling, than I care to admit. . .but the experience is teaching me something on trust. I can no longer rely on my own strength to get up and move on. I can give it all the effort I have and my brain is screaming and firing messages to muscles on what to do. . .no go.
The word “mercy” here is the Hebrew Strong Number H7356. The transliteration (english translated word) is “racham.”
It refers to compassion/womb. What I take from this is. . .So we are to take ALL the dynamics of falling into His hands as an fetus is surrounded, protected in the womb. All needs are meet. This indeed, is totally foreign to our self-sufficient selves. What would it look like, just to press in here? And receive His great “mercy” in our fall. (Yes, please define “fall” as you will, I went with the physical but we “fall” everyday from His Holy standard and are in need of great mercy in our fallen, sinful selves.)
Study this picture for a bit. . .let is soak you up. When was the last time you had an “fallen” experience and received God’s great mercy as a womb around you life? Feathers covering your small self in your big world of need? This is your Truth in HIs Reality, how might you really live into it?
In His Love and Mine. . .twe