All My Love, Gennavieve

Worship holds a dual mystery. The mystery of God's character and the mystery of our ability to enter into His presence. The mystery reminds me of negative theology, which assumes God is never truly described in words. The character of God extends beyond our imagination or comprehension. The only words worthy of our God come from a well-known song titled, Indescribable, by Chris Tomlin. The lyrics sing, "indescribable, uncontainable...all powerful, untamable." Our verbiage can only express God through the negative theology of the not prefixed words. The second mystery comes in the open door to enter into His presence. Christ's sacrifice tore the veil of division, offering the ultimate sacrifice so that God may view us as clean. Because of Christ's blood, God sees the broken mess of my heart as beautiful. My God is an indescribable creator, who loves me and desires to commune with me. Some photos of Australia's mountains and waterfalls, reflecting the g

Here I am in Australia. My friend's family blessed me by including me in their family vacation to Australia. They have a daughter who lives in AUS, and we are staying with her family, so we are two families in one. On my plane ride to meet up with the family, I read for my current coursework. I'm reading about rest, care, and honoring the Sabbath in Ministry. My professor explained the often false conception in ministry leaders minds of serving at a risk to one's health. He exposed the reality of pride behind many leader's exhaustion. The need to be needed brings one into a place of superiority and out of a place of humility. As I read, I was convicted at my thought process and how I make decisions. Often, I function on the potential productivity in individual actions, never allowing myself to rest truly. In the plane seat, it felt as thought the Lord whispered, be still and rest in my presence. Rest in the care of my arms. Allow Australia to be a Sabbath trip