El-roi, the God who sees, brings our renewal by means of others. They provide our clearest vision of who we really are.
We chase after our own need to stop the chase!…The Spirit subtlely nourishes our desert-spirits in sacred pursuit, a subversive subterfuge of sweet serenity.
God’s about to mess in our business. And, when God sends a star, follow. When darkness has reigned and light is given, open your eyes and move toward it. There, as we lay our gifts before the One we cannot possibly understand or apprehend, we receive the greatest gift of all – life, and that more abundantly.
Because of this single barnyard scene, we are now beholden of God, our heads pressed against his bosom as a called out community of little ones, crying out to suckle. And, to a parent, not even our worst smells could make them love us any less.
The transforming power of The Story is that it isn’t a red carpet parade of A-list luminaries. No, the Gospel is peopled by nobodies. Forgotten ones. Little people in a BIG STORY. Anna is one of those.
Israel once had a song. Now, even the desire to sing was a distant memory. God often comes when we’re no longer even looking.