New Life

I sink into my chair (sans cats), lumbar supported, feet up, wings and arms just wide enough for me, physically spent and emotionally exhausted. Raging flu/bronchitis/pneumonia - not sure which - and my third loss in three months.

So vulnerable.

So weak.

A place that no earthly body, no human being can meet my needs. A place so deep that only He can go, only He can descend to that part of me that would be empty except for His Spirit.

Sweet Jesus, You bring a comfort like no other. A peace and a calm that can't be manufactured. A knowing that all is well with my soul.

Oh, the surface remains tumultuous and the circumstance extreme like the ocean surface raging and roiling. But the deep is calm and smooth and teeming with life.

New life that emerges with grace and mercy attached.

New life that longs for more of You and less of me.

New life with knowledge not learned anywhere but in Your Word.

New life.

"The Spirit searches all things, even the deep things of God. For who among men knows the thoughts of man except the man's spirit within him? In the same way no one knows the thoughts of God except the Spirit of God. We have not received the spirit of the world but the Spirit who is from God, that we may understand what God has freely given us. This is what we speak, not in words taught us by human wisdom but in words taught by the Spirit, expressing spiritual truths in spiritual words."

1 Corinthians 2:10 - 13