I just asked the Lord, wrote him a morning note in my journal.
How is it that I feel so close to you Lord, every morning, yet, by day’s end I’m worn out and walking, looking for you in the sky? What draws me back to the middle, the hollow place between fervor and fading, between living and languishing?
And he answered me with the pencil in my hand. Lean in, listen more closely. Don’t stay in the background questioning your value. Don’t stand at a distance afraid of what might not come true. Lean in, Lisa, I see you believing. Don’t be like the skeptical and uncertain ones who rejected me in the synagogue of my place of birth.
Thinking there’s no way, his father is just a carpenter and aren’t his brothers just common men? They wouldn’t believe, maybe they were pompous or possibly just afraid, thinking themselves unworthy or incapable of what believing might bring.
So, Jesus carried on to draw near to ones with open minds and desperate hearts in need of a Savior.
May I not so grow so confident or accomplished that I neglect to lean in and believe.
May I not be afraid because of who I’m not, to be who Jesus knows I am.
And He did not do many works there, because of their unbelief. Matthew 13:58
Linking up with Kate at FMF http://katemotaung.com/2017/01/12/five-minute-friday-middle/