2020 Update: This is an edit to an earlier post. It has been a few years since I began to give these booklets out to people. Looking back, I suppose they have made a difference one way or another. I have given out hundreds. It merely feels like waving a handful of seeds out in different places without knowing whether they would take root. Where ever they fell, if they are read, trashed, or ignored.
The effort demonstrates a place in life where maybe these seeds have made a difference. Over the last year, it has been a time of a change in message and method. Millions of words written and spoken where if just a fraction of them made it within me and before YHWH, maybe this ocean of wrong can become outweighed by faith lived out and proven.
The more I learn, seek, and love YHWH through affections and devotion, the clearer it gets how utterly wretched I am and have been all along. The closer I get, the more I am aware that I drink iniquity like water. Were it not for very scary trust lived out; I would not have recognized that I am not my own. No matter how much I get in the way. And I am beginning to realize this is the point.
I’m going to need more booklets. This time of a different sort.
Overflowing Presence
2017: It is because of Bema. Because time as short as it is. Because it’s new and interesting. Because it is straight to the point.
I’ve ordered hundreds of small printed booklets a few pages in length. A couple of packs to give out to people among places here and there. At the idea of someone somewhere taking the booklet to see what it says and for it to take root. Merely another small effort among a series of words and actions to demonstrate love. Love by what I do and not just by what is said or written.
Because of the indwelling Spirit within, I love YHWH and have become the object of it. Not because I feel it, or know it, but because it is this faith made alive within. Each day something more than the day before.
