Settling In John 11:36-37
Praying Over The City at Kaposia Landing.
I finally got up in time to see the sunrise. Without any clouds this morning, it wasn’t filled with the vibrant hues that are preferred, but heck, we both made it and that, in an of itself, is a blessing. The other thing lacking luster was the vistas on my ride or finding a spot that truly soothes my soul like the steps of the Cathedral.
Here’s my view this AM. The cool bridge in the backdrop that crosses the mighty Mississippi is blocked by the very suburban ball field. The geese seem to like the grass of the outfield. I bet the players encountering the poo will not be so thrilled.
It was a 20-minute ride to this spot from my home. If I were to go all the way to the Cathedral from here, it’s another half an hour. This suburban setting might be what others love, it’s just not my thing. Granted, I still have a lot of exploring to do—other parks and trails. I also figure, part of the reason God wants me here, is to pedal more. To go farther. The three miles or so to get here is really nothing for me anymore.
Don’t get me wrong. I LOVE my new home. LOVE, LOVE, LOVE it. And once I am there, the little community that surrounds it is BEYOND ADORABLE. Seriously—everything about the house and the setting is PERFECT. I just want to relocate the whole thing about four to five miles north. Yup, that’s it. LOL!
Again, do NOT get me wrong. I am grateful…beyond grateful and I think all these “closer to the city” feelings will fade. All of this reminds me of a couple passages I read this morning in John 11. This is where Jesus is going to raise Lazarus from the dead. Pretty well-known section. What captured my attention is right after the line, “Jesus wept”, in John 11:35, some of the towns people are quoted chatting about the events. One says, “See how he loved him.” Another chimes in, paraphrased again, “If he really cared, he could have stopped all this.”
SNAP—that is so me. Find a blessing, then tear it apart. Encourage someone, then gossip a bit. Fight for justice, then tear others down. Not cool—not cool at all.
I feel like I am in transition. The love must win out. It must become dominant, but I have not found that perfect balance as Jesus had with speaking truth with love always. Being grateful in all things. Much work still to do and for now, I better peddle off to the gym. Those weights will not lift themselves.
Dearest Heavenly Father (Mother), you are the love and the light. Please enter my heart, mind, and soul in a radical way so that I might always seek your will and see the best way to help others. This is about you and the work you will have me do. May I see things in your perfect order. In Your Mighty Name…
Hey peeps, bring those prayer requests forward. I need it to stay focused on the important stuff. Praying for many blessings of peace and love in your world.