Then he said to me, “Prophesy to these bones and say to them, ‘Dry bones, hear the word of the Lord! 5 This is what the Sovereign Lord says to these bones: I will make breath[a] enter you, and you will come to life. Ezekiel 7:4-5
My 11 month old daughter is too much. In a scary, oh what do we have in store for the future with this red head sort of way. But also in a laugh my head off, can’t get enough of the “Elaine style” dance moves and sporadic scrunch up the nose, in and out quick breathing. And if you thought I was giving her a bad break and stereotyping her for her hair color, think again. When the Bible Study nursery workers say they tell any new volunteers, “Just to warn you, if you hold THIS one, you have to be able to take a punch”, you know there is some fire in those little veins.
This morning my 2 older daughter’s turned on some dance music. Of course it was 0 minutes to spare before the “Mama school bus” was a leavin, but this didn’t seem to effect them in the least. Immediately, baby #3 girl is rockin it. (And by “it” I mean she is trying to walk, but falling looks inevitable) But the music compelled her to give the regular “6 steps and fall” a go. again. and again. And though I admired her perseverance to “rock it”, it had to be somewhat defeating as the other sister’s “walked it AND rocked it” all around her.
Then, as if her current “rocking” wasn’t challenge enough, she added in her latest trick to the show. The constant clap. I am pretty sure this was equivalent to our pat the head, rub the stomach, while hula hooping sort of exercise. And let me tell you. This effort was astounding. Not because of the outcome (no new walking skill was achieved). But because of her ability to smile and love every minute of her time. Falls and all. I wish you could have seen the clap, clap, clap, walk, walk, fall pattern which brought not only her so much joy, but me so much love for her in that moment. She was loving living. And I was loving watching her-love life.
I took the older’s to school, but came right back and put on some “Jesus music”, as I like to call it. I wanted to see more. More “rockin the love” from my baby girl. And I got my wish-and then some.
The first song which came on I had never heard before, but put into words my heart in this moment. The chorus resonated deep, “Live like you’re loved”. I began to wonder if I, like my little girl, walked, clapped, smiled and loved every minute of being alive. I wondered if I lived like I should-With love for life. With abandon. With freedom. With carefree, non anxious thoughts. With the ability to get back up when I “fall” through failures and troubles and trials. With gratefulness for this very breath I breathe. With anticipation for the “next” God is calling me into. And with courage to say “yes” to it. All because I. Am. Loved. And I. Am. A. Child. Of. God. And so. are. you.
If your life feels boring, one question-how’s that workin for ya? If you feel insecure and inadequate, one question-how’s that workin for ya? If you are mastered by/numbed by or comforted by addictions of food, drinks, clothes, media-one question, how’s that workin for ya? If other’s opinions and strengths determine your worth-one question, how’s that workin for ya? If you are going through the motions in your day-one question, how’s that workin for ya? I asked myself these questions and came to one conclusion. I was made to live. loved. To live. differently. And this is what’s gonna work for me. Living like I am loved is THE ONLY WAY TO LIVE.
I want to live with the roots of my Father’s love spreading down deep so I can thrive as a fruit bearing tree for His Kingdom. As we lean more and more into our true identity and name as the “Loved One” by Jesus, “seeking first His kingdom”, then we are in for it-in a good, way good sort of way. As we “arise shine, for our light has come” we bring hope to this hopeless, troublesome, pain filled, dark world. And we begin to see ourselves more like Jesus see’s us- a unique creation, created by The Creator, with a creative purpose to fulfill here and now. And this is something to clap and smile about (just as my youngest daughter did), as we are walkin and “rockin” with Jesus, as His loved child, today.
In what ways could you live differently because of this 1 truth that you’re identity is a loved, child of God?
What about God’s love for you brings a smile to your face? How can you thank God today?
What area of your life needs God to breathe life into it?
© 2012 Standing on Peace