These last few weeks have felt slow.
Like trying to walk through honey.
Longs days tainted with impatience. Long nights punctured with sick girls and self-inflicted restlessness. There has been little time to indulge in books and words.
Energy has ebbed and flowed as easily as the tide, drawn in by giggling girls, drained out by tiredness.
There is little rest on the horizon. There is discord playing and chaos forming. But a dear friend reminded me today that out chaos harmony can flow. Just give it half a chance.
And the days have been pierced with startling moments of God’s goodness.
Isaiah, the truth teller, has weaved his words in and through my heart, planting hope and promising harmony.
Isaiah 58:9-12 (The Message)
If you get rid of unfair practices, quit blaming victims,
quit gossiping about other people’s sins,
If you are generous with the hungry
and start giving yourselves to the down-and-out,
Your lives will begin to glow in the darkness,
your shadowed lives will be bathed in sunlight.
I will always show you where to go.
I’ll give you a full life in the emptiest of places—
firm muscles, strong bones.
You’ll be like a well-watered garden,
a gurgling spring that never runs dry.
You’ll use the old rubble of past lives to build anew,
rebuild the foundations from out of your past.
You’ll be known as those who can fix anything,
restore old ruins, rebuild and renovate,
make the community livable again.