Luke 1:35 ~ "Then the angel of the Lord said to her, 'The Holy Spirit will come upon you and the power of the Most High will overshadow you . . ."
In the quiet trust of a young girl the Most High found the home He sought for His Son and for Himself. In her quiet frame crafted from dust and his age old bone (Gen. 2:22) He found a place to dwell and in His dwelling there is truly an overshadowing and young mother is lost in the wonder of it all and remade by the Savior of us all. The wonder of that ~ to have the power of Most High God overshadow your all!
I cannot imagine, I cannot fully understand and yet, I hear a familiar sound, a tune sung from our fathers of faith. We have heard it before and Mary not only hears, but believes, and not only believes but lives the ancient truth ~
Psalm 91:1 ~ "He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High shall abide (remain stable and fixed) under the shadow of the Almighty."
Mary dwelled in the secret place of the Most High.
Mary knew the secret of her Most High God ~ He was not only Savior but rest in the battle as well.
Out of power and shadow come Miracle Babe but in that power of that awesome Shadow is also . . . our home.
You know . . . I write to myself. This overshadowing, this is my Home. This is my Breath. This is my Bread. This is my Life. I write to myself.
Blessed mother knew Truth to bless this mother ~ He will overshadow those who will abide . . . there is a secret place I can rest and hide.
Again, I write to myself ~
The Shadow of the Almighty,
will not always fit into our box so tidy,
He will not be cover,
for only what I choose and ignore the other,
I cannot some sin keep,
And expect to dive into the Almighty's deep.
It is a moment by moment chance,
to dance the Almighty's dance,
I choose death to sin,
that I may live to Him, (Romans 6:7-8)
Regardless of circumstance,
I gladly choose my Maker's dance.
In the shadow of the Most High ~ we are lost, lost to sin and lost to self. He will not allow a partial covering, covering of sickness but ignore the sin. We cannot pick and choose that which we will allow Him to cover, this is not a game of percentages ~ it is either everything or nothing.
As I run towards my halfway mark, race to my home and the sun beats hot and the blistering pavement heats through the soles to my soul and the sweat and the tears pool an inch thick ~ every runner knows the heat of the day ~ at this place and in this space I must make a choice. Stay out in the blistering sun, keep my sin and my grumbling and race hot in the sweltering or choose His shade, lay the sin down for the sun to bake and all the grumbling for my Savior to take and run and race in His eternal grace.
Blistering heat or Mighty Oak Shade? Every good runner knows ~ run lite and run to the Shade.
Race on, Race Home. And let 2014 be the Year of the Great Overshadowing ~ let it be Lord.
In the quiet trust of a young girl the Most High found the home He sought for His Son and for Himself. In her quiet frame crafted from dust and his age old bone (Gen. 2:22) He found a place to dwell and in His dwelling there is truly an overshadowing and young mother is lost in the wonder of it all and remade by the Savior of us all. The wonder of that ~ to have the power of Most High God overshadow your all!
I cannot imagine, I cannot fully understand and yet, I hear a familiar sound, a tune sung from our fathers of faith. We have heard it before and Mary not only hears, but believes, and not only believes but lives the ancient truth ~
Psalm 91:1 ~ "He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High shall abide (remain stable and fixed) under the shadow of the Almighty."
Mary dwelled in the secret place of the Most High.
Mary knew the secret of her Most High God ~ He was not only Savior but rest in the battle as well.
Out of power and shadow come Miracle Babe but in that power of that awesome Shadow is also . . . our home.
You know . . . I write to myself. This overshadowing, this is my Home. This is my Breath. This is my Bread. This is my Life. I write to myself.
Blessed mother knew Truth to bless this mother ~ He will overshadow those who will abide . . . there is a secret place I can rest and hide.
Again, I write to myself ~
The Shadow of the Almighty,
will not always fit into our box so tidy,
He will not be cover,
for only what I choose and ignore the other,
I cannot some sin keep,
And expect to dive into the Almighty's deep.
It is a moment by moment chance,
to dance the Almighty's dance,
I choose death to sin,
that I may live to Him, (Romans 6:7-8)
Regardless of circumstance,
I gladly choose my Maker's dance.
In the shadow of the Most High ~ we are lost, lost to sin and lost to self. He will not allow a partial covering, covering of sickness but ignore the sin. We cannot pick and choose that which we will allow Him to cover, this is not a game of percentages ~ it is either everything or nothing.
As I run towards my halfway mark, race to my home and the sun beats hot and the blistering pavement heats through the soles to my soul and the sweat and the tears pool an inch thick ~ every runner knows the heat of the day ~ at this place and in this space I must make a choice. Stay out in the blistering sun, keep my sin and my grumbling and race hot in the sweltering or choose His shade, lay the sin down for the sun to bake and all the grumbling for my Savior to take and run and race in His eternal grace.
Blistering heat or Mighty Oak Shade? Every good runner knows ~ run lite and run to the Shade.
Race on, Race Home. And let 2014 be the Year of the Great Overshadowing ~ let it be Lord.
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