Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Bubbles of Time

bloom book clubChapter 4: A Sanctuary of Time of the wonderful, completely-recommend-it beautiful book, One Thousand Gifts: A Dare to Live Fully Right Where You Are.

Bubbles. Picture those delightful things blown into open air for children by those who love them as an analogy for single moments of time.  What it is when the sun catches a solitary bubble and reflects a rainbow full of colors.  This is the metaphor for moments where time can become sanctuary that Ann shares exquisitely in this chapter.

florida winter reprised 028‘They say time is money, but that’s not true.  Time is life.  And if I want the fullest life, I need to find fullest time. I wipe a water spot of the tap; there is a reflection of me.  Oh yes, I know you, the busyness of your life leaving little room for the source of your life.  I’m the face grieving.

God gives us time. And who has time for God?

Which makes no sense.

In Christ don’t we have everlasting existence?  Don’t Christians have all the time in eternity, life everlasting? If Christians run out of time—wouldn’t we lose our very own existence?  If anyone should have time, isn’t it the Christ-followers?’ ~p.64

Does she have your attention?  I know I am rapt.  She is speaking right into what I believe is THE NUMBER ONE deterrent of the work of the Spirit in our culture; perhaps our world?  Time that rushes and rages unrelentingly demanding us to do more…fill our time with more.  Keep up with the Joneses in the stuff of the things we do; the activities we join; the important work we engage in.

‘This is where God is.

In the present. I AM—His very name. I want to take shoes off. I AM, so full of the weight of the present, that time’s river slows to a still…and God Himself is timeless.’ ~p.69

‘Here is the only place I can love Him.’ ~p.70

Sometime I will have to share a numbers mix that my Mathematical brain plays with all of this time stuff.  It fits all that Ann is saying.  That He is saying.  Perfect rest comes in holding a moment soft and tender which is to caress it with thanks.  Even if we don’t say the words out loud, by the act of slowing we are thanking; believing in faith that He is real and here and good…come what may, we stand in THIS moment, full in Him.

‘That in Christ, urgent means slow.

That in Christ, the most urgent necessitates a slow and steady reverence…

…Life at its fullest is this sensitive, detonating sphere, and it can be carried only in the hands of the unhurried and reverential—a bubble held in awe.’ ~p.74

I finished Beth Moore’s ‘Loving Well’ study, which I highly recommend, this week with my small group.  In the last week’s reflection questions I was asked how I experience God’s love?  Immediately, my heart went to eucharisteo; giving thanks.  Thanks is how I am knowing His love so beautifully in these days. 

Like the bubbles that my daughter is loving, as we blow them soft and I slow and lazily sit on blankets with her and her brother, moments of pure thanks are winning my heart for Him.  I continue to miss so much, but these rainbow spheres tenderly touched and lifted to the skies in praise, are feeding my soul and simultaneously increasing its hunger for more.  More time.  More love.  More Him.

To read the entire series of reflections corresponding with Bloom Book Club’s discussion of Ann’s book: One Thousand Gifts: A Dare to Live Fully Right Where You Are  click below:

Chapter 1          Chapter 2         Chapter 3 

Sharing with mama’s at Erin’s for her wonderful meme, Mama’s Heart 


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