Ponderings...

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I was driving to the airport to pick up a friend this morning, and as I got closer, the mountains got bigger. They are so beautiful today. Freshly deposited snow is covering them from top to bottom... they are pure white- so big and majestic. Near the top of them there is fluffy white cloud, and the summit is peaking out from above it. Seeing glory like that takes my breath away- I get overcome by the beauty and my heart begins to burst with awe. I can’t help but going “WOW Lord!” It amazes me. He is so beautiful. Everything around me screams his name. I look out at the creation around me, and my whole being resonates with a wonder that cannot be quenched.

I was driving down a tree-lined avenue...the trees like strong arms reaching towards the heavens, clothed in a splendour that is not of this world. The leaves are golden, orange, deep crimson....they speak to me. The gold reminds me of the heavenly purpose that God has created me for; the orange of the all consuming fire that is the unconditional love of God; the crimson of the Blood that was given for me. The wind picks them up and sends them in whirling flurries around the street, and to me it was a picture of what I want to be like... I want to speak to people of the heavenly purpose that each of us are destined for- I want to be a vessel of his Love- I want to be a reflection of his Blood: the grace and mercy that it represents.... I want to be like the flurries of leaves, dancing around and bringing beauty and joy to the world, swamping everything in their paths with reminders of who God is.

I am reminded of the passage in Luke 19 when the people were worshiping Jesus as he rode in to Jerusalem on the donkey, and the pharisees told him to rebuke them: but Jesus told them that if he were to silence the praise of the people that the very stones would begin to cry out. To me, it seems like they do that now...

The rain is pouring down my window-pane, and I am sitting here, watching the rain rush down the drainpipe and FLOOD the ground beneath it. I wanna be like that. I want God to flow through me like a winter storm, so that his love will burst out of me and be a torrent that goes far and wide in my circles of influence. Picture when you grab a rock and throw it into a lake with all the strength that you possess: your highest aim in that situation is to make the biggest splash possible... I want to do that in my life. When I walk into people's lives, I want to make an impact. I want to be one of the instruments that implements a tsunami of the knowledge of how much each of you are loved....

I want to be used. I want to be a blessing. I want to be me.

Much love,
Maddi