Leave it to God

Leave it to God, to roll me right out of dissertation and into Him, with all of the intensity of His gaze.

Ever have a day where He burns right through you?

A day where you have no where else to go, but to let Him?

Saturday was my day.  

Hence, I found myself a canopy of trees, 

with a skyline view of Hallelujah.

I tucked myself away,

as clouds ate up the sky;

laid myself down,

as breeze and bugs played.

I listened.

I looked.

I heard.

I saw.

Asking Him for Him,

I received.

Not an answer.  Not a resolution.  

But, Him.

Him, with the Promise that defines Him;

That when we call, He hears.  

That, in the economy of His timing, 

He does more than we can ask for, 

more than we could ever imagine.

And I remembered, 

the days when I was a bruised reed, 

whom He promised not to break;

and I acknowledged, 

I turned my eyes to Him, and I acknowledged:

You have done it.  

You have given me strength, 

you have blessed me with peace.

You have kept your promise.

And though today You burn right through me, 

though you ask me for more than I am prepared to give,

though you break me now beyond what I think I can bear,

You will do it again, the more, and the strength, and the peace.

You will do it.

You will reveal the hidden treasures, 

the riches stored in secret places.

You will.

Because that is what you do.

And so I left the tranquility of that place, 

knowing there is more to walk out; 

that He and I are not done,

with the burning and the seeking.

But I also left, still confident of this:

I will see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living.

Because that is who He is.

And leave it to God to make sure I know it.

[Ps. 30, Is. 42, Is. 45, Ps. 27]