Everything Glorious
You make everything gloriousI love the David Crowder song Everything Glorious. It inspires me, reminds me of the greatness of the God who loves me, who knows me intimately. I don't know why I keep needing that reminder -- I keep thinking at some point I'll arrive and won't need to keep questioning the most basic things, stumbling over the most basic disciplines.
and i am Yours
what does that make me?
I'm quite sure my spiritual slump is, in great part, due to the amazing high of Senegal. I was part of a blazing cloud of light in a dark, dark place. I saw battle in crystal clear images and the lines were plainly drawn. Things were so grim, so horrific at times, that I knew I needed God with true desperation. Here in America I go to the grocery store if I'm hungry <or not> and pick out something I don't have to pray won't make me sick. I sleep relatively well in a warm, clean bed without the distractions of barking dogs, the ever-present call to prayer, roosters, cold, blowing sand, visiting spirits...
In Senegal I knew I needed God every single morning. During the day I couldn't go more than an hour without being reminded how much I needed Him to survive. As hard as it was, I think I miss that level of clarity, that level of dependence.
