Praying with U2

While lifting weights earlier this week, these lyrics from U2's How to Dismantle an Atomic Bomb song, "Yahweh" gave me pause. I sat up, skipped back a few seconds on my iPod and listened once more. The words resonated with the struggles I have faced intensely of late.

Take this mouth
So quick to criticize
Take this mouth
Give it a kiss

These words are my prayer as I stick my foot in my mouth daily: judgment, criticism, cynicism.

"Reckless words pierce like a sword,
but the tongue of the wise brings healing."
-King Solomon, Proverbs 12:18

[Captures]

Only two weeks remaining in Colorado? The next month holds a flurry of travel and life transitions.

I've recently added some photos from the summer here:

http://picasaweb.google.com/jonathan.d.king

What do you want?

More than just a good slice of pizza (although that sounds deeelicious), what do you really want?

Jesus asked this question often. I love it.

"What do you want?" To see. To be healed. To be free. I hear your desire. I see your faith.

I was journaling this question yesterday and a few thoughts trickled out of my pen and onto the page.

What do you want? I ask myself.

-To be free of the frantic scrambling for that place where significance, intimacy, purpose, acceptance and grace are no longer divorced realities awaiting marriage under one vow, but are ever-present gifts where each of us is satisfied and living for the pleasure of her neighbors

-To see God, to hear his calming and creating voice, to dance in his presence not trying to prove my worth, but free from my self-promoting desires that have faded away in his radiance

-To sit on the porch swing on a cool summer's eve, iced lemonade in hand perspiring on our laps, our feet cooled by the touch of the wooden planks beneath, laughter the breeze on our cheeks, the sun's descending beams cascading through the tall green friends that encircle us, warming our faces, goodness and generosity the gifts we all freely share, hearts content in the abiding presence of Love

Long Absence

I am finding it increasingly difficult to make blogging a priority. I'm not sure what I will do in the future - maybe a rekindled commitment? maybe a new blog? maybe an extended sabbatical from the blogosphere?

Out here at LT we are nearly half finished. July is here. What am I experiencing? What am I learning?

God as Father. Me as a beloved son, the apple of his eye. A co-heir with Christ to the eternal kingdom of light.

"For you did not receive a spirit that makes you a slave again to fear, but you received the Spirit of sonship. And by him we cry, "Abba, Father." The Spirit himself testifies with our spirit that we are God's children. Now if we are children, then we are heirs—heirs of God and co-heirs with Christ, if indeed we share in his sufferings in order that we may also share in his glory." Romans 8:15-17

"How great is the love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! And that is what we are! The reason the world does not know us is that it did not know him." 1 John 3:1

It's a truth that is plastered all over Scripture, all over life. God is Fathering me. Do I believe it? Do I receive it? Do I live like it? Why do I forget so easily? Holy Cow - I have been saved from the destruction of the life I lived in the far country and now I have been brought home, embraced by my Father, forgiven and loved, now on a new pilgrimage of redemption, taking on the Family likeness, as embodied by Jesus, our True Elder Brother.

Moving from insecurity to identity, God is nudging me deeper into the reality of my new standing before my King.

"I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me."
"Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has gone and the new has come!"

I'm encountering this Radical Love Story with renewed eyes. In the midst of the lies and that flood the shores of our lives, I am being reminded to go back to the beautiful basics of my relationship with my Father: He is our Good Father, who is kind, engaged, loving, gentle, generous, fierce, wise, merciful and just. He is initiating me; he is fathering me as his son.