The Meeting Place

Hey Traveler.

Do you feel the cold right now, the hard biting wind of Winter? Perhaps there is a season of starkness you're walking in; just maybe this season feels as if it endures relentlessly and you are wading through the drifts of challenges and maddening dead-ends.

As your whispers to heaven create flurries of frost in front of you, you long for the comfort of amber flames to coax life into your cold fingers, for breath to come warm and slow as it leaves your lips.

"Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on the 'doing' in this relationship?*

Come to me. Get away with me and you'll recover your life."

There is invitation and hope here; sit with Him by the hearth and inhale deeply the peace that comes with the loosening of muscles as they relax in the warmth of the fire. Allow the glow to settle upon your skin and your soul.

"I'll show you how to take a real rest.

Walk with me and watch how I do it.

Learn the unforced rhythms of grace.

I won't lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you."

Watch the flames dance, see how they simply touch what they are near, gently embracing what's in front of them? Of course they are hungry to gather momentum, to go deeper and touch greater distances, but those flames glory in the moment, despite the limitations of the reach of those elegant fingers. It is the patient but persistent caresses that encourage the fire to burn brighter, igniting the surrounding environment as the embers catch hold.

"Keep company with me and you'll learn to live freely and lightly."

See how the flames bend and sway? They are free in their beauty and ferocious passion. As He breathes fresh life into this space of rest, the flames lift higher to heaven in adoration, ever reaching in spectacular beauty. It's simply in their existence that they shine glory and light and in the being, they take hold of wh

at surrounds them.

As you are warmed by this stunning display of glory, resting in comfort and enveloped by His presence, you smile in relief. He smiles.

He is journey. He is destination. He is home. He is yours.

​Read this beautiful scripture here.

*'doing' in our relationship with the Lord can look like the heavy yoke of religious duty, obligation and tiresome labor. This description is the writer's elaboration of the 'religion' spoken of in the Message translation of Matthew 11:28-30 found in the link

#rest #invitation #presence #winter

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