journey onWord with us

It is my solemn privilege to renew what has been a mostly annual return to writing during a week that has deep meaning to every believer and offers an unfailing hope to all. Why things feel more labored as I sit and ask the Spirit to speak, I honestly cannot say. In one string of moments, ideas flood and a pattern seems clear and good. And then, all at once, nothing. But a nothing that suddenly becomes a something that brings doubt and a wrestle with the things that not so long ago felt right and sure.

And so I let go of a desire for things to feel certain. I let go of a thing that sometimes takes no time at all to subtly and suddenly become mine and not His. Your words, Father. Thank you for this privilege of pushing all else aside and walking intentionally through this week your Son walked intentionally through for us. Thank you to you each and all for your time and intention in reading and walking alongside with me.

In His dying and rising again love,
Mark