Intentional about Rhythm

It’s one of those mornings…and I love them.  Seven of them appear every week, but not all have the sense of peace today’s does.  I knew I could leisurely go out to my chair, read the Word, pray, receive the elements of communion…and just slow wayyyy down.  Man, does it feel good!

Such is rhythm.  I believe God created us in and for rhythm.  Ever come off an international flight?  The body tells you it is out of of the natural rhythms of a consistent time zone.  Ever made a major move or transition?  Probably your entire body, soul and spirit told you throughout the experience that the ‘new’ was created waves in what had been your consistent rhythms for some time.  It can be painful.  Things come from every direction every day to knock us out of  our rhythm, so I really believe there is an intentionality to returning/remaining there.

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Resting

The little song went, “The Lord has a will and I have a need. To follow that will. To humbly be still. To rest in it. Nest in it. Fully be blessed in it. Following my Father’s will.”

Yeah, a little corny sounding, but we sang a lot of interesting ‘Scripture songs’ in the 70’s….[my brother once said the song, “It’s a happy day and I praise God for the weather” made him backslide…smile.] Yet, theologically and experientially the aforementioned song is something I fully believe and desire. Which brings me to today… I purposely haven’t blogged in many weeks, actually a few months now. I went to several times, but felt the necessity to wait due to what was taking place in our lives. Tonight, though I’m fried and ready for bed, brushing my teeth just now I knew it was time.

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Feet

Recently I changed my desktop background to a picture taken from a family photo shoot with one of the men from our church. It’s a casual one, the six of us just sitting on the ground leaning against a wall.  I have found myself looking warmly at it and in the spirit of the tale of ProfessorAgassiz’s fish, noting ‘new’ aspects each time.   This time was our feet.

Seated, means the soles of our feet are the first things the camera captures…not the most beautiful site.  Worn. Discolored.  The LAST thing most want captured in a photo.  As I looked at it, I was reminded of a truth of Proverbs, that actually is a repeated theme (almost 100 times) in the book of wisdom: the ‘path’ or ‘way’ we take in life.  Do a study on it.  It’s a good one.  As I stopped and looked down the row from Aubrey on the far left, to Caleb on the far right, I realized we all had taken different paths to that ‘say cheeeeeeze’ moment Saturday morning, but even more so in life.

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Knowing Self

It’s becoming almost a mantra to me.  I look for opportunity to talk to someone about it.  I remember the morning it sunk into my heart.  It even has a note jotted next to it in my bible…that means significance to me.  And, after just reading two chapters in Louie Gigglio’s “I am not but I know I Am” it becomes a little more precious at this very moment.

It came from the lips of John the Baptist, early in the story of Jesus’ ministry.  It was pointed out to him that ’the guy’ he had been talking about (Jesus) was doing what he was known for (baptizing) over on the other side of the river.  I’m sure they were looking for some kind of response – anger, wrath — at least frustration to come over John!   Instead, his answer was not only compelling, but ageless and so very needful to any Christ-follower.   He answered them, “A man can receive only what is given him from heaven.”   Simple enough.

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Rhythm

More touchdowns than incompleted passes pretty much tells it all. Kurt Warner had virtually the ‘perfect’ game for a qb last Sunday (29-33/379 yds/5 tds…if only history would repeat itself again in just a few hours as the Cardinals face the Saints!) The word used repeatedly by commentators was ‘rhythm’… “The man has his offense in rhythm.”

Having returned from an incredible trip to East Africa last Sunday night, to get to my tv and see the contest was paramount…yes, I’m a die-hard Cardinals fan. Having flown and sat in airports for the prior 30 hours, knowing the game was being played as I crossed over the midwest, only accentuated the ‘fan’ in me. Funny how awake I was when we dropped our luggage and turned on the dvr!

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