I haven’t written, at least not in this format and in this space, for a long time. With graduate studies underway I’ve been writing a lot, but not directly about Abba’s heart. But I feel Him breathing breath into me as I attempt to articulate thoughts and ideas that challenge me and hopefully will challenge foundation stones of thoughts and ideas that were not born in the Father’s heart and have no place there.
Each breath, each word, each thought put to paper pushes me to the edge of the hopes I contend for, the confessions I profess to believe and the prayers that have overtaken my soul. Years of love and trust so tenderly formed and shaped this tiny yet effervescent and immortal flame of love on the inside, more real than anything I could have dreamed or imagined on the outside. The fiery passion of the heart of God is unsurpassable and inexplicable, truer than the most genuine expression or thought of the best of humanity.
Your love is more excellent, higher and greater than any other
Your tenderness more real
Your faithfulness more true