GRACE has an answer for every suffering that threatens to level us. Grace. Simply grace. Grace is the murmur of the Holy Spirit spoken irretrievably out of the heavens, into the created spaces of earth, into the spaces of peace and holiness within our experience, articulated into our hearts resting in our souls.
Grace flees every vexatious situation with an exilic eternality, but as soon as humility returns via repentance grace returns as if it were eternally present — as it is.
The beauty of this grace is it’s the portent of the Holy Spirit — a transactional dimensionality — where God is immediately present, there, with us, in our spaces.
The Holy Spirit is irretrievably there, right there, with us, eternally, as we seek the solace of God in our soul loneliness; this is the soul at rest in its existential truth, for ever away from home, given a home of transience on earth.
Being alive has the characteristic of being away from what is truly home. We’re never truly at harmony with our experience, yet, with the Holy Spirit indwelling our experience, grace makes something pleasantly urgent of our experience; call it hope.
Hope makes out of our soul’s loneliness the abiding belief that all will be good.
When such a feeling abides we’re graced with the contentment that surpasses all understanding. Finally, there is the felt promise of the Holy Spirit. Felt. Acknowledged. God with us!
Again, it is hope that we may call it. Peace is its by-product. And a joy unattained otherwise. There is no gold nor silver over the face of the earth — any wealth of possession or fame — that could compare with what has now been deposited within our hearts, resting upon our souls.
Beauty is amazing when we have the cognisance of God’s Presence, there, in us, activating our spirit sense. Beauty is captivated and approached and apprehended.
Beauty has at last graced our shores, and our experience of life — abiding even in the soul’s acknowledged loneliness — is grand from then on. Such is hope.
Hope is that piece of beauty that transcends all experience. From hope come peace, joy, and a satisfying cacophony of blessing.
The Presence of the Holy Spirit magnifies hope and brings it to bear over our existence. The indwelling of such an experience for life has dramatic effect. We’ll never be the same ever again. Praise God.
A blessed companion for life and loneliness is grace; the felt Presence of the Holy Spirit abiding within.
© 2015 Steve Wickham.
Photo Credit: David Campbell.