|Ye Call Me by Geoffrey O’ Hara|
Ye call me the “Way” and walk me not.
Ye call me “Bread” and eat me not.
Is this the reality of your life? I only ask because I find that too often it is true of my reality. To KNOW something yet to fail so utterly in fulfilling it completely. To claim to live by faith, yet be without hope. To claim an intimate relationship with the Savior of the world, yet be filled with anxious thoughts and the “I have to figure this out myself” approach to problems. My daily life continues to be one of warring worlds: my human world at war with my eternal, spiritual world. It is the unfortunate consequence of a life STILL becoming that perfect (complete/mature) and entirely submitted life. I am tired of the battle; I yearn for the ultimate fulfillment of rest—and that rest being the perfect rest of Hebrews, in the arms of my Lord.
Some days are so glorious in their upwardly heavenly thoughts and reminders, yet other days are so firmly planted here on the earth by the sin-gravity that weighs me down. Oh Lord, release me from my weakness and strengthen me by Your word. Continue to completion the work You have begun in me—may I become more useful, less temporal. My innermost desire is to be found faithfully abiding in You, pleasing in Your sight, my life a fragrant perfume. Continue to chip away at those things in my life that hinder my walk.