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The "stuff" of life is going so well. Many of the things we prayed for are now reality. Brad is preaching more and growing in areas he's passionate about. I'm home with our girls, and daydreaming about where to plant my feet into ministry here.
Life is good.
Yet, I've missed the Holy Spirit lately.
Contentment can be a breeding ground for apathy. The very thing that should send us dancing to the foot of the cross in joy -- answered prayers -- often leaves us instead with a false sense of control and independence.
I want to remember how desperately dependent I am on my Savior.
I want to learn to enjoy His gifts without making idols of them.
I want to cling to Him violently -- without needing some tragedy to propel me there.
I just want to want Him because He is so good.
His Presence is so sweet.
I don't want to forget the unrivaled joy I've felt there, and only there, by Him.
"How lovely is your dwelling place, O Lord of hosts! My soul longs, yes, faints for the courts of the Lord; my heart and flesh sing for joy to the living God [...] Blessed are those who dwell in your house, ever singing your praise! Blessed are those whose strength is in you, in whose heart are the highways to Zion [...] They go from strength to strength [...] For a day in your courts is better than a thousand elsewhere. I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God than dwell in the tents of wickedness." Psalm 84:1-2, 4-5, 7a, 10