In the Making
Caleb and I made muffins yesterday. The simple act of having him help me reminded me of something I am quick to forget. God doesn't need me. He wants me.
Caleb and I may have gotten muffin mix all over, it took longer, and what a mess, but we laughed and we did it together. God doesn't invite me to be a light to the world thinking that I won't be a mess. He knows my efforts will be imperfect. He knows that at times I will walk away in fear when I should have plunged forward. He allows me to participate anyway. Not because he needs me, but because for some reason He loves me. He wants me walking with him so that He can share himself with me.
God doesn't allow me to participate in His plan so that it runs better, but so that I can run better.
I can trust that He has grace enough my mistakes. I will not let that keep me from moving forward. Even though Satan wants it to be all that I see.
I made known to them your name, and I will continue to make it known,
that the love with which you have loved me may be in them, and I in them.
Jesus came to share God's love with us. From his own mouth Jesus says that he came so that the same love with which the Father loved Him would be in us. I still can't quite take that in. the love that He loves Jesus with; He pours out on us. I can't comprehend that at one sitting. I keep unpacking it.
As the father has loved me, so have I loved you. Abide in my love.
That's how I unpack it. Abide in it.
Steep in His love until it flavors everything I am and everything I do.
You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you that you should go
and bear fruit and that your fruit should abide,
so that whatever you ask the Father in my name,
he may give it to you.
These things I command you, so that you will love one another.
I don't have to know why He chose me; I'm just glad He did.
I don't have to know why He wants me; I just believe that He does.
And I believe it again, every day that I am given. Then I can share it, because I know He has enough for me again tomorrow.