Somewhere along the way I lost all my words.
You know, this life does that to us sometimes.
With a little effort, we can get ourselves off of the wild merry-go-round of a life that is somehow mundane and uncontrollably fast paced at the same time.
Once we stop reeling from the aftershock of sudden stillness, we find ourselves living one minute at a time with more clarity, more intensely, and more memorably than we ever have before.
That’s where I lost them, I think. Somewhere between intense and memorable.
It’s hard to wrap words around the best times, just like it feels impossible to wrap words around the worst. I’ve lived a lot of both in 22 short years.
When you’re holding on to each minute of life, the context of that minute matters. The minute of pain holds lessons taught to tougher crowds over the course of years. The minute of loneliness creates a shameless desperation for community that goes unnoticed (or unacknowledged) for an entire lifetime.
Some minutes are precious.
Minutes of clarity lay foundations for lives of impact. Minutes of vision pave ways to daunting and achievable goals. Minutes of common love sustain hearts that are destined for eternal love in the presence of Love’s glory.
I don’t have words to tell you how wide and long and high and deep the love of Christ is. Paul prayed it for the church at Ephesus and I pray it daily over myself, my loved ones, and my enemies.
But I don’t have words.
My minutes are full of that wide, long, high, and deep love. They are painful and lonely and full of clarity and vision and love.
It is intense and memorable…
And sometimes inexplicable.
I have walked with God. I have spent my minutes talking with him, listening to him, looking for new sides of his face, following him…
And with each passing minute I find myself a minute closer to the day I go to be with him.
There is no end to the number of minutes in eternity, and I get to spend each one with Love. He is beautiful.
Until then, I’ll keep spending my minutes talking with him, listening to him, looking for new sides of his face, and following him. I’ll keep living minutes of pain and loneliness and clarity and vision and love.
And I will search for words to explain the best times and the worst times because- with all my heart- I want you all to see that wide, long, high, and deep love.
I want you to live minutes of clarity that lay foundations for lives of impact.
I want you to live minutes of vision that pave ways to daunting and achievable goals.
I want you to live minutes of common love that sustain your heart that is destined for eternal love in the presence of Love’s glory.
And Love does, too.
