spices

but the only spice i have to offer is the salt in my tears.

Steven James is a master of understatement. Even his punctuation (without a capital i) makes us smaller in the sight of God, the Almighty, All-knowing, All-powerful. And All-forgiving. God alone knows how little and how large we are. that is enough.

And although we rejoice in the answer that we are enough, just the way we are, there is still the clamor to be more... to be more for God, for our families, for those who depend upon us. What drives us? It is not always to God's glory that we strive, but for some lack we perceive inside ourselves.

How do you care for a dead God? What a question. For those of us who live in hope and faith that this Jesus was/is the Messiah, there is no answer, because the question means nothing. God is not dead for us. For others, who still look for His coming, or believe there will never be a coming... how would they answer?

Today's chapter only raises questions inside my heart.