Responding gratefully to http://sarahbessey.com/in-which-we-are-saved-synchroblog/
in 25 minutes or less ( leaves a lot to be desired on the typing front.)
a lot to be desired… It has been that kind of day, an epic fail in my primary heart relationship. “Would that the confessional were down some long narrow hallway, where I could go to fix myself before ‘gracing’ you with my presence”…but then that’s not the meaning of grace.” Today, I find grace-saving in the, ‘I see you’ – sanbonani. It’s a Zulu word that means literally that, “I see you,” used in common greeting. I’ve come to appreciate it as the greeting God reserves for us in moments of need.
I see you, in all the muck and mire of your day, and I am glad that you are here now, waiting on me. I see you, in the sinful dawn before you know me, and I welcome you to come to me. I see you, in the struggle to define who you are, already knowing the answer, and it thrills me. I see you in the sorrow of today’s sin, and my hand of redemption lifts the scar. I see you in the uncertainty of what comes next, and we both know I am already unwrapping good inside the bad. I see you while my Spirit still hovered over the darkness, and I long to make you holy. I see you through the tearing of the veil. I see.