As They Went...
By Michael Q. Pink
February 10, 2010“And when he saw them, he said unto them, Go show yourselves unto the priests. And it came to pass, that, as they went, they were cleansed.” Luke 17:14
Today, I am ecstatic. I am sitting in front of my computer writing to you, trying to give expression to the profound work God is doing on the inside of me. I have praise music blaring, tears of joy running down my face and a smile that just won’t quit! It feels like life could not be better. That, despite the fact that I have endured unbearable loss just a few short weeks ago.
I am pressing into God and He is watering my soul in unbelievable ways. I find myself dancing while sitting in my seat in front of this keyboard, interrupted by times of flat out adoration and worship face down on the carpet. Where does this joy come from? How is this possible? It’s not complicated really. I have chosen to rejoice now and drink deeply from His well, before I am completely healed. You see, a very dear friend came alongside me in Colorado and showed me how to breathe again. Life had dealt me a blow so strong that the wind had been completely knocked out of me, but in one act of extraordinary kindness and compassion, I found myself breathing again, and the air was good!
Now that my breathing is restored, I am aware of my bruises, my tender places if you will, but oxygen is flowing again and I can see the discoloration fleeing. I can feel the strength coming back. It’s scary good! I am using my strength to get back in the game, beginning with exuberant, heart pounding, reckless worship. As the song says, “All of my life in every season, you are still God and I have a reason to sing... I have a reason to worship.” This is incontrovertible and I will not miss the joy that comes only in His presence! I am drinking so deeply and getting so intoxicated in His love that my spirit is soaring far above reason and I don’t want it to end. And it is in this place that I am finding strength upon strength.
I am not in denial of what happened, but I am denying that pain permission to define my future. It will not. I know many of you are wondering if I am putting on a brave face to somehow provide encouragement to you. Worry not my friends… I have been nothing but real and vulnerable with you all along. I am not about to change now. I have wept openly in front of you and now I am rejoicing openly. My life is a living epistle being written to my generation and I simply invite you to read, if you so desire. I invite you to drink what He is pouring into me as I serve it up fresh and freely as God enables. With love and peace always…
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