The invitation last Friday was to “hide
deeper in the cleft of the mountain”. Follow into the dark openness
of the cave in the mountain. I had felt afraid of this invitation.
I did not understand where it might be coming from, was this good, or
a misleading thought.
It was the consolation in the afternoon
that fear was a common response to the Invitations of the Lord.
Examples such as When Mary was addressed by the angel she was afraid;
Elijah hid his face before going out when the gentle breeze passed
by; and many more, again and again. So I said yes Lord, take me
there. When I was aware of my thoughts after this there was a
repetition of one word of praise; Ps.92:15 “...He is my Rock, and
there is no unrighteousness in Him.”
I recognize afresh my actions, though I
live in a rhythm my ways are so undisciplined. Am I motioning but not
getting the heart involved? Am I digging for gold in the heart of a
mountain with a plastic spoon? I recognize this time given to this
daily rhythm may be for only a short time, and so my heart is
reluctant to embrace it. Lord, help me give my all to you who lasts
eternally; yes though I am fearful I want to find my safety in the
heart of the mountain and dwell there.
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