Every. Word. I. Type. Is. Deliberate. And. Forced.
I can’t seem to focus on anything long enough to create a coherent thought, let alone write a witty, yet spiritually profound blog post. Not that I’ve ever done that, but a girl can dream.
Whenever I step out to teach on a subject, I found myself knee-deep in living out the message of that subject. Teaching on loving others? Suddenly, I’m surrounded by hard-to-love people. Teaching on having a God-honoring thought life? Amazing how the sinful thoughts in my head multiply exponentially.
So, just in case you didn’t know, I’m teaching this month at my church on Hearing God Speak in the Midst of Chaos. Chaos, people!
In the last 48 hours, my washing machine broke, my dishwasher started leaking all over my kitchen floor, blue nail polish splattered all over the upstairs carpet, green tempura paint spilled all over the basement carpet, crayon was scribbled all over the master closet carpet AND the family room carpet, and every one of my precious children has kicked into high maintenance mode, exhibiting all manner of energy-draining-tension-producing behavior.
So what is God saying to me in my chaos?
For one, I’m pretty sure I’m hearing something about high-efficiency front-loading appliances and hardwood floors. Still a little fuzzy on that, though.
For two, I’m thinking my next series is going to be Hearing God Speak While Soaking in a Bubble Bath and Eating Chocolate.
But I’m really certain I’m hearing this:
“I love you with an undying, everlasting love. I have searched you and I know you. I know when you sit and when you rise; I perceive your thoughts from afar. I discern your going out and your lying down; I am familiar with all your ways. Before a word is on your tongue, I know it completely, And nothing will separate you from my love. Neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate you from my love. My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness. Therefore boast all the more gladly about you weaknesses, so that my power may rest on you. That is why, for my sake, delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when you are weak, then you are strong.”
Hearing God speak in the midst of chaos is a beautiful thing. And so are hardwood floors.