At the ironing board, or pulling weeds or pruning the rosebushes in the garden..... all these are good places for processing thoughts and good places to discuss with DAD. Somethings you just cannot process on facebook but with DAD it's safe. He hears every sigh, He keeps every teardrop, he stoops to hear our whispers and can even be the ballplank we need when confusing things come rushing at us like a stormwind.
He is the one who knows where we are at. He even understands when our hormons get all mixed up in our emotions. He is the one who created us with the ability to feel. And sometimes I believe that He allows us to feel what He feels. God has emotions, He created us in His likeness.
Sunday morning I stood in the doorway of our store room, and a sudden rush of air blew through the door from that messy storeroom which still awaits some sparetime and inspiration to sort out and throw away old stuff. The draught immediately made me think of when DAD sometimes blows with His breath through the storerooms of our hearts. We can call it a spring clean.
When we lived on Klädesholmen the spring clean became very obvious. On a sunny day in the springtime every balcony would have racks of cloths for airing. Carpets would be hanging over planks to be beaten. Winter curtains would be changed to something more summer'y.
It is spring and for the Swedes there is a sudden shakening happening in the church. As when one prominent leader in a Charismatic/Faith Church proclaims he is leaving the church he founded to join the Catolic Church. We are shaken, suddenly there is a stormsurge through our memories of the past.
We know that everything that can be shaken shall be shaken in the last days. We know that Dad will deal with His Church first.
My first conclusion is.....this will stir many to ask these questions: Who is my Shepherd? Whom do I follow? Do I allow so called leaders or shepherds making my focus of Jesus obscure? Do I make them more important than my relationship with Jesus?
Maybe this helps to springclean the church before the revival we are praying for can come. But spring cleaning can be quite messy to start with. So please bare with us Swedes. We are in the midst of a spring clean. And you might find us dusty and sneezing for awhile, until Dad is done with us. And we can welcome the newborn into a God and -neighbor- loving warm family.
Love Anna
He is the one who knows where we are at. He even understands when our hormons get all mixed up in our emotions. He is the one who created us with the ability to feel. And sometimes I believe that He allows us to feel what He feels. God has emotions, He created us in His likeness.
Sunday morning I stood in the doorway of our store room, and a sudden rush of air blew through the door from that messy storeroom which still awaits some sparetime and inspiration to sort out and throw away old stuff. The draught immediately made me think of when DAD sometimes blows with His breath through the storerooms of our hearts. We can call it a spring clean.
When we lived on Klädesholmen the spring clean became very obvious. On a sunny day in the springtime every balcony would have racks of cloths for airing. Carpets would be hanging over planks to be beaten. Winter curtains would be changed to something more summer'y.
It is spring and for the Swedes there is a sudden shakening happening in the church. As when one prominent leader in a Charismatic/Faith Church proclaims he is leaving the church he founded to join the Catolic Church. We are shaken, suddenly there is a stormsurge through our memories of the past.
We know that everything that can be shaken shall be shaken in the last days. We know that Dad will deal with His Church first.
My first conclusion is.....this will stir many to ask these questions: Who is my Shepherd? Whom do I follow? Do I allow so called leaders or shepherds making my focus of Jesus obscure? Do I make them more important than my relationship with Jesus?
Maybe this helps to springclean the church before the revival we are praying for can come. But spring cleaning can be quite messy to start with. So please bare with us Swedes. We are in the midst of a spring clean. And you might find us dusty and sneezing for awhile, until Dad is done with us. And we can welcome the newborn into a God and -neighbor- loving warm family.
Love Anna
