`Greetings to you – loved, chosen, redeemed, and sanctified – in the powerful name of Jesus Christ – THE Risen Savior! “Thanks be to God for his unspeakable gift!” and for “this day that the Lord has made…we will rejoice and be glad in it!” In more ways than we know, these are certainly strange days…I trust that you are using the peace of God to give you strength and hope each day. Today I will be praying for you, asking Father to do a “Zephaniah” for you – so that you would sense His great delight in you, that you would be quieted and settled by His love, and that you would hear His song of love, encouragement, and presence.
A tremendous sense of holy mystery swept over the crowd as they witnessed this miracle of resurrection. They shouted praises to God… Luke 7:16a TPT.
Father, I like that phrase “holy mystery” to describe your presence in a divine moment. Mystery means something more than I expect. Your creation of our world – water, sky, land, trees, animals, fish, planets, bugs, and mankind is a mystery. Your relationship with human beings is another mystery. Your plans and purposes and ways are a mystery. Your love and concern and salvation is a deep mystery, You are mystery, but not a mystery that shuts me out, You are the mystery of mysteries that draws me in to discover for myself…you.
I am so thankful that you never reveal more of yourself to me than I need to know. I am so thankful that when you reveal part of who you are, it always seems to be just what is needed at that moment. I am so thankful that there is always more of you to discover. I am so thankful that I have been made like you, in your image, fearfully and wonderfully…and mysterious as well. The Psalmist asked the question first, but I ask it as well…who am I that you should reveal mystery to me?
This morning I want to enjoy the mystery of who you are. I want to enjoy the mystery of how you create and recreate. I want to enjoy the mystery of the ways you make your presence known to me. I want to enjoy the mysterious fragrance of your redeeming love. I want to enjoy the mystery of grace that arrives just as I need it. I want to enjoy the tenderness of your mercy when I feel that it is undeserved. I want to enjoy the mystery of you that draws me into a place where mystery is revealed. I want to live and move and have my being in a place of holy mystery.
Something to ponder…be blessed!