Abiding means unchanging, enduring, steadfast. And it is one of those words you don’t hear often outside of church.
The word itself seems to have this lilting quality bringing a sense of peace and transcendence even as it is spoken, a sense of otherworldly stillness.
We all yearn for this peace that seems unattainable, but few of us patiently seek it out. It does not come naturally in this media-frenzied, flashy culture we find ourselves in.
I am not very good at this abiding.
My heart constantly changes its tune, acting fickle and flighty.
The distracting glitter of the now taunts me. And at the very heart of me, I am impatient. I don’t want to endure; instead, I want to wave the magic wand and make all the things better … now.
But at the same time, I know His way is best, and I must be patient with His timing.
And so my fickle heart swings between these two extremes: His ways and my ways. I know His ways are best and, at the same time, wanting to chase the solutions that are now. Abiding, waiting on His balming presence that heals or busying myself to heal the way I see best.
But even in my extremes, I find comfort in the One who Abides. There is comfort in knowing God is unchanging. He knows my fickle and distracted heart, and He gently redirects my gaze to His brilliance. He is patient in my impatience. He is constant in my fickleness. He is grounding in my flightiness. And He is the ultimate Abider because He is unchanging. He remains steadfast.
And the good news is, He said if I abide in Him and He abides in me, this transformation would happen. Fruit revealed. And I would be changed.
And the more I spend time with Him, the more my fickle heart changes. The more He molds me to resemble Him. The more He stills my heart. And I find that other-worldly peace washing over me in the stillness.The distracting glitter of the now taunts me. And at the very heart of me, I am impatient.Click To Tweet
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