May God the Father and the Lord Jesus the annointed surround you with grace and peace. Ephesians 1:2
I am grateful for dementia. I can't find the words. So, I remain quiet.
The holy resilient don't just endure, they become more: more compassionate, deeper, simpler in their desires and more focused in how they use their time. It's not about adjusting but transformation. It's about becoming a NEW person.
They let go of long-cherished dreams, set aside life patterns that are harmful, jettison practices that once worked well, but no longer do so.
They take hold...of any fresh graces they see growing within them. They seek new glimmerings of God's love.
The rhythm of the holy resilient, is Jesus is sacred, life-giving.
The take-up questions repeated in order to live faithfully with change.
What must I let go of? The abilities we cherish, comfortable ways, life itself.
In the midst of this change that is taking place, what abides? Peace.
What of Christ am I invited to put on? We are to seek the fruit of Spirit that he sends; so is it patience we need to put on during this particular time of change? Or is it kindness? Generosity? Faithfulness? Or Love?
What fresh glimpse of God's grace do I see amidst all that is going on?