Word, The Dubs...

Wow. The same wisdom that created both the heavens and the earth is the same wisdom He offers to us. And it's in that same wisdom that we can create with Him the impossibilities into existence... Oh the infinite possibilities of new languages that haven't been spoken before, colors we haven't seen before, sounds that haven't been heard before, and mysteries that haven't been uttered before. I was reading my journal today and I found notes from the 24-7 National Gathering in Minnesota (a gathering that I keep drawing back to... it was that rich). What I had wrriten from when Linnea Gabriella Spransy spoke was completely relevant to this little nugget of truth on 'Wisdom and the ability to create' that I've been soaking in . She mentioned that Wisdom, really, is the personification of Jesus. God spoke the heavens and the earth into existence by Wisdom, who is also the Word. "In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was with God in the beginning. Through him all things were made; without him nothing was made that has been made." (John 1:1-3) And I love that. Essentially, He created us in His image with the ability to create by Wisdom, through Jesus. It's through even encounter with this Godman that we can create and make.

This is probably why I love the artists, the philosophers, the musicians, the thinkers, the hermits, the inventors, and the revolutionaries. They seem to have great ambitions to not only dream, but to bring these dreams into fruition. These are ones who find it not enough to simply be fascinated, but they're willing to explore, discover, and relentlessly pursue the answers to their questions without convenience. Oh how my wisdom and knowledge, and small fascinations are so finite in light of their's! They are the innovators who create and therefore mirror the Creator, a peculiar people who have laid hold of Wisdom and are moving in the mantle of His image-bearers. For some time, I never liked these titles, or to ever be under these labels. But these are roles that I believe God desires for us to walk into... or at least the heart and spirit that the artists, musicians, thinkers, ect. bear. It's the heart and spirit of restless pursuit until they've captured what speaks to their depravity, until they've encountered Wisdom. I want that. And yes, some of these artists, philosophers, thinkers, revolutionaries are ones to encounter false wisdom, but those who've caught the real Wisdom, who create with Him, I want what they have...

It pains me that I don't think I have that. I see my brothers and my sisters who wholeheartedly love Jesus, who carry Wisdom. And it's this wisdom and revelation that I see the Lord moving in them to create a beauty out of their lives authored by Wisdom. Ah! How there's an aching longing in my heart to walk in the spirit of pursuit, to create with Wisdom and revelation something beautiful.

In my longing to be changed from glory to glory, I'm seeing that becoming a storehouse of wisdom and revelation is something that takes cultivating.. it's not easy, it's a pursuit. It means study and discipline. But at the exact same time, it's knowing that though we take on the task of pursuing it, He gives it. He does the increase in every thing that takes cultivating. So I'm reminding myself that I do not need to strive, and that the deeper one goes into depth, the more they become nothing, and the more you become nothing, the more you realize you know nothing. Is that my end goal? No. My goal is to know Jesus that I could honor Him by creating with Him something delightfully beautiful.

........I guess that's what I'm really longing for... beauty. A secret garden, a secret beauty. Nothing fake, or something formed in an outward way, no cloak of disguise to cover up the shallow that's hiding underneath the skin. And I want a steadfastness to pursue Beauty for and by Wisdom, so that I might be the Bride who looks like Him. I want to pursue His purposes for which He made me, to walk in the mantle He's given me to create sacrifices of praise with my life, my art, my music, my inventive imagination, my dreams, my time, my discipline, ect to enter in, to encounter with the Word, to have Wisdom, to create something unimaginable.

A Post on being Shaken.

I saw the Lord sitting on a throne, high and lifted up, and the train of His robe filled the temple. [The] seraphim... cried to another and said:
“Holy, holy, holy is the LORD of hosts;
The whole earth is full of His glory!”
And the posts of the door were shaken by the voice of him who cried out, and the house was filled with smoke. So I said:
“Woe is me, for I am undone!
Because I am a man of unclean lips,
And I dwell in the midst of a people of unclean lips;
For my eyes have seen the King,
The LORD of hosts.”

God is a God of shaking. He shakes the foundations of things so that He can be the only thing that holds us. At the proclamation of His Holiness, nothing can stand. The foundations of our bodily frames are shaken just as the posts of the doors were shaken. Before Him there must be a shaking of the things that are not of Him to fall to the ground, and bow, and for the things that can't be shaken, they will remain.If it was the seraphim whose voice shook the post of the door, how much the Voice of the Lord??

How I know this shaking very well. Coming to terms of transferring to another school and leaving my rva family, I have realized that in many ways I have married rva. And because I saw this "marriage" as such a blessing, I could not understand why God would want me to divorce it. Divorce is not a thing of the LORD, right? ...I left my home to marry rva only finding out later that I was to marry this Godman named Jesus. Go figure. My foundations have been shaken.

So now I'm divorcing rva and am being betrothed in this wilderness... and He's softened my heart and put me in a place of realizing that pursuit of any other thing is meaningless. When your heart becomes buried in the heart of the Father, you begin to realize that nothing else matters. absolutely nothing. He is my exceedingly great reward. And if I were to live one thousand days of dryness for one day in His courts, one moment of nearness with the Lord, it would be worth it. He suffered and died a death and is alive, and calls me the reward of His suffering. He says we are His portion!! Whhhaaat???? God, you are worthy!

there is so. much. more. I want to share, but this just has t be it for now because I gots to go. go. go.