Refuge for the frenemy

Now you've carried me 14,000 days
Isn't this the story of our lives
the violet burning - finest hour 


What is this, even? Judas is prepping to speak on the vital importance of relationships? Loving our sisters?  Being Christ for each other? It's nearly impossible to stroke the keys and bring forth words that don't autocorrect to hypocrisy. 

Is this a test? A joke? 
Or more grace? 

The Lord keeps refocusing the selfish eyes outward. To the rest of the body. Those exemplary hands and feet. And to His work and continued faithful promise of refuge.

But my eyes are toward you, O God, my Lord;
    in you I seek refuge; leave me not defenseless!
Psalm 141:8

As we ready to speak on God's refuge of relationships, pray for us. That the enemy would not bring division and condemnation. He is prowling, looking to devour. But the story of our lives is this - God has carried us. And he has gathered us together in those gracious hands of His. It is not MY life, but our lives. Woven together through many mercies into one body of Christ. It's His workmanship and you're all a vital part of it. You've grabbed the lost lambs and lead us through the dark night. Through those rocky crags. 
You've spoken words of life. And medicinal rebuke. Gentle encouragements. Hedges of protection. Healing salve for the injured. 
Directions home.
​The loudest sound in my heart is a happy cry of relief and gratitude for the safety He's provided though His family. 
Continue to seek each other's good.
And our Father will bring us all home together.

Breathe and weep
And moan
With our lights out
This is the way home
This is the way home
It was the loudest sound
In my heart
"Go on...
This is the way home."
the violet burning - the loudest sound in my heart 
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