Whatever you have. Pause.
Sometimes a lot.
Filled to the brim. Eager for new, fresh, and exciting to pour out into the fields, watch the seeds grow, tend the flowers in bloom, eat from the garden of much. Your Best belts out in praise and worship as you dance and sing. For the Lord your God is a Gracious God, the great Provider, Jehovah Jirah, the Best.
Sometimes a little.
Half of the full. Calling to put Wind in the sails, and Anchor to the deep, a Lighthouse in the night. Your Best whispers Hope and echoes Truth as you dance and sing. For the Lord your God is a Faithful God, the All Sufficient One, El Shaddai, the Best.
Sometimes nothing.
Empty. Lamenting over what is not Love. What has been torn apart, divided, left alone undernourished and undermined. Your Best cries for mercy and kindness, for justice and peace as you dance and sing for the Lord your God is a Healing God, the great Physician/Friend, Yahweh – Rophe. The Best.
A paradigm of Joy and Suffering.
Bless.
Momma Bear
“You turned my wailing into dancing; you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with Joy, that my heart may sing your praises and not be silent. Lord my God, I will praise you forever.” Psalms 30:11-12