Faith

Empty

We’re still treading slowly through Lent and already I find myself longing to see that empty tomb. The days tick by at a strange pace that feels so slow in the moments and yet by weeks-end I can not figure out where Monday went. But I am thinking about that empty tomb. It’s no secret that as much as I appreciate the journey, I often just want to arrive. I know the value of the time spent arriving and still, I long too often to skip over the hard part and wake up to resurrection.

Of course, this is nonsense, and pure foolishness really because while the resurrection is solid grace and unimaginable joy, the journey, the hard walk around the empty hills, the dry and thirsty push through the desert fast is part of what makes the resurrection such sweet gift. The methodical panting through Lent teaches and prepares us for the veil lifting. We cannot skip this part, because it is critical to the season, to our season of shaping and moulding–the necessary preparation of our hearts to receive Christ in His full glory.  I lift my hands, empty, waiting on Him to pour out even a drop of His goodness to sustain me in the waiting, and He reigns steady in my heart.

Stop.

Joining Lisa-Jo and fabulous others this morning for Five Minute Friday, where we cut the words loose for just five minutes, and see where they fall. No editing, just encouraging the others who play along.

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0 thoughts on “Empty

  1. Wonderful write, Kris, as always…you bless me so.
    striving to take in the journey with you this year, friend. I don’t want to miss all He has to show me!

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  2. cdadkison

    Oh, the waiting is so hard, but it is so worth the wait. I often want to skip the hard part too. I am so with you in your thoughts and I love visiting your blog. You so encourage me! Thank you!

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  3. cdadkison

    Forgot to say…I am number 61 at Gypsy Mama…please stop by for a visit. Thank you again for such a great post.

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  4. Ro elliott

    yes our microwave society…we want it in an instant…but like you said…we can’t skip through the hard parts…so thankful for His Grace that gets us through…great post…have a happy weekend.

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    1. alwaysalleluia

      Oh yes, He is teachingme so much about the slow, intentional journey, versus the mad race to the finish.  I am continually blessed by His gracious lessons and the friends who jounrey with me. 😉 XO

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  5. I want to simply wake up to resurrection too. As much as I have tried to run from an emptiness inside me, I wonder why it took me so long to find His fullness in the empty tomb. Your words here are beautiful, friend. I am always so blessed when I visit. 🙂

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    1. alwaysalleluia

      Isn’t it wonderful the fullness of the empty tomb, as you say, knowing what that means, to come and find He has been raised, and that He lives. What a blessed thing to behold!  Blessings, always, sister-friend.

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  6. I completely understand this, Kris, as I have trouble in the struggle, in the waiting–all the while knowing the resurrection doesn’t happen without suffering and death. Love your heart, friend. I march with you, this Lenten journey. Gratefully, Jennifer

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    1. alwaysalleluia

      ((hugs))) Jennifer. You are such a treasure. So thankful to know you understand, and share the journey with me.

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  7. I love this statement:  “I lift my hands, empty, waiting on Him to pour out even a drop
    of His goodness to sustain me in the waiting, and He reigns steady in my
    heart.”  Masterful, my friend!

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    1. alwaysalleluia

      Yes, think of what we would miss if we rushed past it all, I can;t imagine. I have grown to truly appreciate the plodding of life, and pray often taht Christ settles my spirit in my seasons of discontent. He is all we need, and He is with us in each step. Love to you, sweet Annie. 

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  8. You know how I want to rush to resurrection, too. I forget how much beauty there is in the process of emptying. Thank you for always, always pointing our hearts back to the wonder of Christ. Love you much, my dear friend. XOXO

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