I was in the middle of one of my big, dark, mud puddles.
We all have them, bloop, we fall in. As I sat there in the dark I cried, I wailed and I prayed,
"God how could you leave me here!" Then I looked up through the veil and I saw I was
inside of a seed and God was sitting right in there with me.
He was hunched over and crowded but He was looking right at me. I was so surprised
He was there! In the dark of the seed casket, WITH ME!
It is so true to me what Ann Voskamp wrote, "He entered the world right at a muck pile — so we wouldn’t ever be left alone in ours."
Jesus was born right next to the dung pile and the straw, on the earth in a wooden stable because it is in the dark soil where a seed dies, the shell is cracked and the sprout is set free. If we find ourselves in the pits we must seek The Light.
“Do not be frightened, and do not be dismayed, for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go.” Joshua 1:9