I asked him for fresh forgiveness this morning.
I asked Him for fresh forgiveness this morning.
It was the one thing I had to do.
The only thing I had to do.
I was this::::
Sharp glances and sharper words from a spiny tongue,
Splintering and stinging fire-ant fierce
How great is a forest set ablaze by such a small fire! +James 3
Prideful and self-righteous,
Indignant and contrary,
Assumptive and insolent.
And the tongue is a fire, a world of unrighteousness. +James 3
Who am I to not give grace?
Who am I to not spill it out over and over and over again like He spills it out to me?
Over and over and over again?
Who am I to spit salt into fresh water?
I breathed it out
til it flamed
with sighs and eyes
and pouting and ultimate-ing
the tongue… staining the whole body, setting on fire the entire course of life… +James 3
Singing praises minutes before,
with the same mouth,
With it, we bless our Lord and Father, and with it we curse people who are made in the likeness of God… +James 3
celebrating my Lord and Savior,
On Christ the solid rock I stand, all other ground is sinking sand… all other ground is sinking sand…
Seconds before he walks in the door and says the one thing,
a little thing,
and sinks me,
the thing I could have doused with the clean waters of grace and mercy and love,
the thing he did not intend for tinder,
instead it smoked,
flared orange and red,
soaked in the gasoline of puffed-up self-love.
Til He intervened
And my day would not begin without the joy of being His
burning in my bones.
Is not My word like fire, declares the Lord… +Jeremiah 23:29
Hi, I say, I’m so, so sorry.
And he says, Me too.
And that was that.
Like that forgiveness flowing freely from the cross where His love bore our sin.
Like He tells us when He washes us clean and white with life-giving Spirit-filled fountains of living- breathing- water.
Out of his heart will flow rivers of living water… +John 7:38
You are forgiven.
Now go fill your heart with pure and lovely and true.
Now go be on fire for Me.