Reading Jeremiah
31: 4
“Again I will build you, and you shall be rebuilt, O virgin
of Israel! Again you shall take up your tambourines, and go forth to the
dancers of the merrymakers.”
Again I will build
you.
Seasons change. Brokenness, disease, failures will be
renewed, rebuilt, restored. From the charred earth of raging forest fires grows
a new meadow flowing with color and life and freshness. Seedling trees reach
upward next to giants with charred scars. Cycle spins towards life.
Do we believe? Can we hang on in hope waiting for new seeds
in ourselves when all we see within and without is devastation? And Your words
of hope—Your presence of Spirit still whispering care. But to sing and dance?
Somehow that still seems uncaring. Can mourning and dancing truly abide side by
side?
Only in the Spirit’s power. Only when we can recognize it is
not our doing but God’s grace pouring new life into us.
Lord, help us to wait upon Your timing—Your new
season—trusting in Your Presence in all the seasons of heart and soul and mind
and strength.
Your Thoughts,
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