Well, I should have my meds all back tomorrow. There was a conflict with my doctor's office, and that combined with my procrastination means one more night without.
As cheezy as my title sounds, I have discovered something this week that has been a lovely counterbalance to my slightly unbalanced chemical state.
I am fascinated by hope and faith, especially in the scriptures. Anytime I preach, I am tempted to rest on those two topics. Hebrews 11:1 is my favorite verse, and I love the wonder of "hope that is seen is no hope at all."
Hope is wonderful enough in and of itself, but the hope of love is a double-fisted healing elixir. I am currently in a somewhat odd circumstance that presents itself with the possibility of romantic love, and it has been a somewhat divine distraction this past week.
We are taking communion this Sunday night, and today I see it in a different light. Taking the bread and the wine says that we truly believe in the incarnation of the glory of God. What an amazingly beautiful symbol of hope. Do we truly believe in the incarnation of the Spirit of the Living God? Do we hope that His glory will put on skin and show up in the form of a city being liberated, a sex slave being set free, or a mouth being fed? Do we hope that His glory will put on skin and show up in the form of a kind word, a merciful act, or a romantically amazing letter?
Do we really believe that He would do that..for us? The bread and the wine reminds us - He did. And He continues to do so, as His Kingdom comes - here and now, and unto eternity.
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3 comments:
I don't think your title is cheezy at all.
What beautiful words about the incarnation, thank you.
Hey, I miss you. Are you ok?
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