It has been a very long time since I’ve posted here. I think about it quite frequently and I often create posts in my head. Some of them are very good. Others . . . not so much. The one thing they all have in common is that they are merely electrical sparks in my brain and nothing more. Until I write them down – somewhere, anywhere – they don’t exist.
I’ve been rather hit or miss on much of my personal writing of late. I’ve had to focus on my work as a tutor and my grant and freelance writing because they pay the bills. With the long commute to and from school, that leaves me little time for anything extra, especially as the days grow darker and my body shifts to hibernation mode.
During this time of silence here on Journey Up Stream, the Holy Spirit has been working with me. Sometimes pretty intensely. I’ve gained some precious insights; I’ve been rebuked; I’ve been enlightened; I’ve been schooled and counseled. I’ve been loved.
It's all very important, but that last one is so crucial to me. It looms huge in my life as I see what is happening in the world today. I’ve been loved. When it seems that it’s okay to hate others openly, to be rude and disparaging, to tear down and beat up, I’ve been loved. We’ve all been loved – we are all being loved whether or not we know it, whether or not we receive it.
The importance of that fact is monumental. If no one else in the world can say it to us, we can know without a doubt that God Loves Us!! That's a comforting thought, that's a life-saving thought. That is a crucial thought. God loves you. God loves me.
Since I’ve last posted here, some people I love dearly have gone home to be with Jesus. I’ve also had some beautiful friends of Jesus come into my life during that same time. My life has been deeply enriched by their presence. My life has also grown deeper as I contemplate the meaning of what it means to “go home to Jesus” and what it means to be loved by God.
Those thoughts and feelings have been the source of many of those sparks in my brain that have yet to reach the reality of being tangible; however, today, I’ve decided that I will work to make them real. My journey upstream with Jesus is constant. It continues whether or not I write about it, just as my prayers are said whether or not I write them down. I suppose you could say it’s a type of lifestyle, this constant journey I’m on.
Today, I can’t say whether or not I’ll be faithful to post often or not. I hope I will, and hope springs eternal for me. But, one thing I know for sure: the journey is ongoing and I will make an effort to return to sharing my journey with you.
Happy Day After Thanksgiving!