Jessica and Justin

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Van, TX, United States
I am a farmer and a doula. My husband and I are recently planted into the soil of East Texas. Together we seek, we learn, we dance, we sing, and we grow vegetables, and I attend births. This blog is the ongoing story of our farming and birthing journey.

Saturday, June 2, 2007

well, brothers, thank you.

I've long learned not to run from the darkness because He sometimes is found within it (check out how He comes in David's song #18, v 9 and 11: "'He bowed the heavens also, and came down with thick darkness under His feet...He made darkness His hiding place, His canopy around Him, darkness of waters, thick clouds of the skies." yikes).

For that very reason, I approach this with fear and trembling, for its danger and power is not foreign to me. But I don't want to run. It'd be silly any way- I know it/He would inevitably catch me.

Maybe I'm just in the middle of a reminder of where He has brought me from. Maybe so.

David wrote a song, # 27, and it's simply full of despair. His despair is laced with hope, though. He ends it in hope.
Read it and be hopeful.

With me.

Shalom

2 comments:

  1. And when he says "wait," i can't but help to think of how long he had to wait for his hope to come. indeed, he hoped in the one who said, "peace be with you." and though he never saw him, his hope endured.

    Peace be (and thank you).

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