If you don’t feel strong desires for the manifestation of the glory of God, it is not because you have drunk deeply and are satisfied. It is because you have nibbled so long at the table of the world. Your soul is stuffed with small things, and there is no room for the great.
We sit around a table in the basement of the church, a group of women with diverse backgrounds, of varying ages, all with a common desire: to know God deeper through studying His word. We have worked through homework on our own, we come together to discuss and to be fed.
I wrestle through fear every week before I come, aware (so aware) of my shortcoming and inability, but my desire to glorify the Creator burns stronger than the fear.
And so there is laughter and there are tears and there is a joining together of hearts as sisters. I see it in a new way as I am reminded of something I saw in the dark and quiet of the night many months ago. It is precious in the eyes of the Creator.
On this day we see God, our Father, and Christ, our Brother.
And I am undone by the Love.
Fear has no power in light of that.
Soli Deo gloria.