The Day Changed At Midnight (You Don’t Believe?)

(How’d you like the AI art? Yes, an AI program made my featured picture today… lol. This world is wack.)

HOUSEKEEPING BLURB:

This blog began as a once-a-month-er and has turned into a whenever-I-feel-like-it-er. I do apologize for that… But the truth is, we all get a lot of subbed emails in a day (No, just me?); sometimes, it’s better to be on random… keep ya guessing. ;-).

End blurb. #

Wilderness Pain

I have an article to write. I have two pending projects from my publisher waiting on me. I have lambs to school. I should probably be figuring out lunch. My kitchen needs a thorough mop. I’m still in my robe…

In short, this is not where I intended to be this morning, but here we are… all because I found an old piece of writing tucked away in an odd place and knew… knew that it had been tucked away for a day like today.

I still can’t see the street outside; it’s so foggy… but lovely.

(Squirrel! …Speaking of, we’re pretty sure there’s one living in the basement.)

Anyway.

Let’s go swimming in and out of an atmospheric fog. Shall we? (I love swimming with you. Figuratively, of course. So I don’t have to worry about whether my toes look fat, naturally.)

And you shall love the Lord your God with all of your mind and heart and with your entire being and with all your might.

Deuteronomy 6:5

A wilderness often precedes a promise.

The Israelites before entering the Promised Land and Jesus before the work of the Cross, both experienced the wilderness. And it seems forty years or forty days — both are good measures for the length of time we undergo like treatment, I regret to say. Much of that choice in duration is ours.

None of us are foreigners to the wilderness of pain. Everyone has experienced the forces of betrayal, crushing waves of neglect, the tempting sorrow of being misunderstood, and the corralling consequences of unbelief. The whisper of God often becomes nebulous in such moments, blurred and lost, trampled by the crowding gods of anger, fear, and frustration that overlay the confusing maunders of hurt.

Only take heed, and guard your life diligently, lest you forget the things which your eyes have seen and lest they depart from your mind and heart…

Deut. 4:9

The greatest temptation of the wilderness is to make something — a graven image of inferior strengths, the likeness of another human being, our own bread and fire, even our own anger — a god. Worship of such gods takes many forms. That worship may be outlined in pity, sketched by the fiery fingertip of harsh judgments towards others, cradled in the arms of a want of acceptance, and walled in and built up by the avoidance and rejection of God’s gracious work. Whatever the form of worship chosen, there is only one singular goal: To be heard… by the gods.

And I know that You always hear Me, but because of the people who are standing by I said this, that they may believe that You sent Me.

John 11:42

Jesus knew His Father heard Him and knew who He was in His Father’s view; thus, temptations conquered.

Everyone longs to be heard and that longing is amplified in pain. I am no exception. There have been times when I’ve held the opening scripture up for reflection and found that my heart was not entirely God’s first. No, my heart was often inclined to embracing pain, both living and imagined, and filtering that pain through my own graven imaginations about what I perceived as truth, what I perceived true about others, and what I believed true of God too. That pain was held and admired as the source of all of my reasons, the great muse of my heart and mind and the noble aggravation robbing all of my strength.

And you shall earnestly remember all the ways which the Lord your God led you these forty years in the wilderness, to humble you and to prove you, to know what was in your mind and heart, whether you would keep His commandments or not.

Deut. 9:5

Still the promise remains.

Not for your righteousness or for the uprightness of your minds and hearts do you go to possess the land… but that He may fulfill the promise… Know therefore that the Lord your God does not give you this good land to possess because of your righteousness, for you are a hard and stubborn people.

Deut. 9:6

Laugh or cry it out. But thank God the promise does not find its foundation or fulfillment in our merits but in the faithfulness of God.

THAT is Good News.

Do not despair, ‘For you are a holy and set-apart people to the Lord your God; the Lord your God has chosen you to be a special people to Himself… and He will love you…’

Deut. 7:6; 13

Nevertheless…

The same God said, “Go and sin no more.”

The same God also divorced Israel.

The same God also warned us not to take the same path as Israel, who was cut off from her Vine because of unbelief…

Unbelief. Of all things. That is not the sin that usually tops our list, is it?

Isn’t that fascinating?

His ways are higher, friend…. “He sits in the heavens and laughs and does whatever He pleases…” (Never have I enjoyed a lyric more; thanks Beautiful Eulogy. LOL)

End Business. #

Book Worming Through Wildness… (Random blurb)

I found the most amazing book. No, seriously…

I need to republish this one day.

1929: Peder Victorious, by Rolvaag.

Just go find it. I’ve only read the first eight pages and it’s dethroned every other book but the Bible. THAT brilliant.

The brilliant ones are always unheard. Ugh. Pains me.

Good day, beloved ones.

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