Today, I climbed a hill and at the top, I lay down, took off my jacket, took off my shoes, and took off my socks. I absorbed some sun, caught some breeze and toed some grass. It was glorious and I am sure I would have stayed longer but the day called and I answered. 

I am at ACTS for Christ this weekend, and even now, only after a day, Jesus has been challenging and changing how I see life. It's like those old truths. You know them, but they become new all over again when Jesus has His hand in the matter. He brings new life, energy, vitality to those truths. They are reborn, as a daily relationship with Him deepens and expands into the horizon. There's a lot I am taking in, and I KNOW, that  I need to pray for the knowledge I am receiving to be applied to my life. Not for sanity's sake but for my relationship with Jesus' sake. I'll get back to you on this at a later date.

This morning as I was reflecting on John 20, I realized I've been on the book of John for 4 months. I've come to really know Jesus initimately during this time. He's always been a part of my relationship with the Father, but during these 4 months, He's become a living, breathing, blood-flowing in the flesh person to me. I don't know what it is but there's a stronger connectiveness because of my conversations with Him. I love my Father, and He's become the Parent I've always wanted, but Jesus is becoming my Best Friend, and turning to Him throughout the day is easy.

This morning I asked for distinctiveness in Jesus's love for me. I asked that the love I am reading about, and the love I am thanking Him for be tangible today. I asked that what I was thinking and praying about come into the physical. I say this also in context to my work as well. I know it is a place where He should be glorified, but "knowing" isn't enough. "Doing" has to come out of that "knowing". I am tired of inaction.

So, as I was going about my morning, filing, moving files about, He said to me, "Show them My love." It's still ringing through my ears - Show them My Love. It's so incredibly simple, yet profoundly powerful. He tends to have a habit of that. Now I will be asking myself on a daily basis, "How can I love You?"

I am a witness to the world as it dies around me. But it isn't just simply dying. It is being brutalized, tortured, raped and torn to death. It isn't just giving up the ghost, as the cliche goes. It is being mutilated and with each deformity, dying. I am seeing it in humanity. I am seeing it in nature. I am a witness. But I ask Him, what else can I do other than be a Witness?

I am giving up much in my pursuit of Christ. But I realize at the same time, I am gaining much. I am becoming sensitive to the world around me and in my discovery, finding pain, sorrow, anguish, hatred, chaos. And I am not running away from this, but embracing this view into the world I live in. I can see the heart of Christ in all of this, the sorrow, pain, and anguish piercing each cell of His heart. What I am beholding in humanity is controlled chaos. It doesn't frighten me, but to the heart, it saddens me. I see what the world is without Christ. I see what the world is without the law of self-sacrificing love. A world teetering on the brink of eternity. Heavenly Father, continue to show me the unfolding of this world's last history. Amen

No man will satisfy the hunger that daily springs up within my soul. No man will daily provide for me the food that will keep this body going. No man will daily woo this heart with kindness, gentleness and loving guidance. No man will spiritually focus me, refine me. No man on a minutely basis will guide and direct my thoughts heaven ward. No man died for me and cleanses me of my inward filth. No man will know the deepest troubles I have and will experience. No man will listen as I rejoice with my utter being. No man will understand my complaints. But the Son of Man will. The Son of God will provide for my every need because He is becoming my Every Want. I praise You, Father, that at the end of the day, I am not alone. I am Home.

Amen

I cling to my Jesus, because as the world interacts with me, I begin to see the sharp contrasts of what it is to be outside of His presence. I am touching sorrow, heartache, pain, rage, anger, more so in the people I daily interact. I cannot see cool Living Streams spring out from their deeps. I see the thirst within them and watch as they reach for broken cistern. Oh My Father, what can I possibly do?! Words don't reach them, so I pray that my life in living for my Jesus will.