A turbulent cloud system crept up on me as I wrote the blog last night. Colours were deep orange and almost red at points, you could also see the yellow of the fading son.
Do you feel somedays are turbulent and seem to be far from God?
Some days I seem to be riding the wind of the Spirit and I feel alive, other it is a hard push to get any energy out.
Playing the trumpet is very similar. If you do not have a good warm up and warm down, and your practice regime is all over the place then somedays will seem like it is not natural to play the hunk of metal. On the other hand when your regime is good and solid you just pick the trumpet up and it feels natural.
Being on a spiritual journey to meet with God I feel is very similar in some ways. We need to pray every day, but we also need to be in a mode of prayer throughout the day, so that we can be aware of when God should send us a message or when we may be needed to help or do God’s will.
15 For thus says the High and Lofty One
Who inhabits eternity, whose name is Holy:
“I dwell in the high and holy place,
With him who has a contrite and humble spirit,
To revive the spirit of the humble,
And to revive the heart of the contrite ones
The feeling I get from this passage is that God does not abandon us. He is actively seeking the heart of the repentant and the humble. If I am full of myself God is not seeking me, he is waiting. It is when I have come down from my pedestal, when I have fallen down with a thump and realised that God has done all these things, not I, that I realise that I have been wrong and that I turn to God.
He has been there all along, but he waits with patience until I turn to him and seek his forgiveness.
He can be there for you if only you would accept the fact that we have been wrong, that we can be full of ourselves, bloated like the clouds. For when the clouds were gone the light remained and revived our lowly soul to praise God once more for his strength through the day.
Dear Lord, help us not to be bloated full of our own ambitions and our own opinions, but let us listen, really listen to each other. Listen for your voice, your small voice after the storm for you to revive us out of our self imposed darkness and separation from you, which is only in our imaginations because you are there all along waiting for us to turn to you.