It’s true that I am often a little restless, feeling like there might be more to this faith thing than just communing with Him and going to church and Bible studies.
The higher up and deeper in I walk, the more He shows that to whom much has been given, much is expected.
I’ve been given much. And if you are reading this, chances are, you have been as well.
Therefore, much is expected.
I’m about to embark on a journey I’ve only dreamed about and now that it’s upon me, I’m scared. Excited. Anticipating.
As Shauna Niequist wrote in her incredible book Cold Tangerines, “You can’t unsee the seen.”
She was speaking of her trip to Africa.
And I’m knowing that I too, will not be able to unsee the seen. I’m expecting a kick in the heiny, a jolt to my thinking, a shaking of the shoulders.
Moments of tears because of the injustice and awe because those with nothing often worship Him with such wreckless abandon while those with much often don’t even acknowledge He exists.
Moments of communing with women a world away over the shared concerns of motherhood. Of being a wife. A woman in general.
Moments of expecting this to be what Anna Quindlen calls in her book A Short Guide To A Happy Life, “the before and after” event.
The event which forces us to view the world just a bit differently once it happened because we can’t unsee the seen, or unknow the known, or unspeak the spoken.
Because ignorance is no longer bliss.
I expect the grasp of reality to jolt me awake, forcing my white suburban self who has never really wanted for much, to really see for the first time.
And there I will stand, with new lenses over my eyes that won’t allow me to unsee the seen.
Wake up, sleeper, rise from the dead, and Christ will shine on you. – Ephesians 5:14
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