for months, now, my spirit stirs, expectant;
pulsing and keening.
like light bursting forth with joy and then shyly spreading, warm and soft, across the horizon of understanding ...
a sunrise of understanding.
a seedling germinates in the darkness of earth and gently presses towards light. within me something precious tenaciously stretches itself to life, nourished in the secret place, and it grows strong taking form and substance.
i know i've spoken, here and elsewhere, of things hard to articulate. there are many actually. so many things, as though in one instant i learned an entirely new language and am still tasting words on my tongue, discovering what they mean and how to pronounce them. almost as though in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, my understanding has changed. i read scripture with new eyes ... or renewed eyes. everything is different!
and in God's mercy, he has overwhelmingly confirmed what i know in so many ways ... leaving landmarks as i sojourn, trailing his jewels as i walk the way; dropping hints of him so that i do not get lost.
and this understanding brings deep joy ... deeper and richer than any joy i've felt before. well does the greek define joy::delight ...
the awareness of God's grace
or Grace, recognized.
and grace dawns with her sister mercy and i can't speak for the joy of it ...