The Season

I told my friend Dennis that I was in a season of waiting, of depending on supernatural patience.
I am glad he asked how I was, because I had not articulated that answer before he asked.

This could last until the Day of Christ. I want so much for it to be about me and about fulfilling my destiny and calling.

But at the same time I am convinced that waiting on The Lord is my destiny and calling. One thing is certain. And that is that there is only one thing worth investing a life in. The rest is details.

I am reading Atlas Shrugged. So sad, so far.

It would be easy to make real change. Maybe I will just buy great socks. Can't I have comfortable feet while I wait on The Kingdom?

There was conversation today about physical survival when the veneer of civilization crumbles. My question is What will survive the fire of the presence of a HOly God?
Maybe the post apocalypse films are interesting because we all know that this state of life can not continue, and that there is something very big coming. It is just that no one wants to grab onto the truth that what is coming is the Kingdom.

Aching for the Kingdom of Christ, Father. Aching for your majesty, your love to be manifest. All of us aching for your embrace. or terrified of it.