"From the end of the earth will I cry unto thee, when my heart is overwhelmed: lead me to the rock that is higher than I. For thou hast been a shelter for me, and a strong tower from the enemy."
Psalm 61:2-3
He is my tower, my firm foundation, my rock. He is all these things and more. He is the epitome and the focal point; moreover, He is the center. He makes simile possible, because even the most seemingly un-finite conception of Him would still fall drastically short in grasping His oneness. So as I stand here in this field dumbstruck, feeling the grit that is my body and bones shake and stir, I throw my feet backwards in some hopes that I might remotely fathom what He wholly is; only to realize how much more I do not know. The beauty of this being not reveling in my finiteness or my depravity. No. The beauty of this is that He covers and consumes me. The center becomes the circumference. He protects and guards me. Even in the wake of a battle I should not have fought alone when I am beaten, battered, and broken by sin (and still too proud to see it), He puts me on His shoulders and carries me like the cross. He is my Lord and my Savior. He is the center and the circumference.
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"Courage is almost a contradiction in terms. It means a strong desire to live taking the form of a readiness to die." -G.K. Chesterton
1 comment:
Beautiful.
Is it not strange to become a slave to freedom? The more I learn of Him, the more enraptured and enchanted I become.
I see your picture. There is no one like Him.
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