Holy Spirit … Abide with Me

Holy Spirit … Abide with me.

“The LORD is in his holy temple; let all the earth be silent before him.” – Habakkuk 2:20

Breathe. In and out. One thoughtless moment at a time. Breathe. In and out. I don’t usually focus on it. I take it for granted. God’s life-giving breath, keeping me alive, helping me to function and step forward day in and day out. Breath. It is an anchor of sorts, my focus on it bringing me back to the present. To today, right now, this moment. In and out. The Holy Spirit, living and working in and through me, using me, giving me everything that makes me who I am – a beloved child of God. A child of God. Created to worship, to praise, to lament, to support.

To breathe.
In and out.
One thoughtless moment at a time.

Holy Spirit … Abide with me.

“Create in me a pure heart, O God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me.” – Psalm 51:10

In the midst of the storm, I ran with Paco home. We’d finished out business outside and I was not about to let the rain drench us anymore than we already had been. I wasn’t about to catch a cold and he wasn’t about to be soaked from head to toe just to rub the wet hair all over my recently washed couch. It wasn’t going to happen. I was determined.

Except, it did happen.
And I wasn’t even mad.

In fact, I laughed. I laughed because we can’t control everything. We can’t control when a blue sky turns to gray clouds, when the rain falls and we find ourselves drenched in an oddly uncomfortable, but satisfying manner. Because that’s how the world works. Sometimes it rains – the dreams we had for ourselves fall short, people disappoint us, we disappoint others. But then it rains some more, and the transgressions are washed away. We are made new through the life, death, and resurrection of Christ. Through the gift of God’s grace, through the Holy Spirit’s never ceasing work and presence.

It’s okay, Paco… you can dry off on the couch anytime. Remind me of being made new once more. Remind me that the Spirit never leaves, that she washes off my dirt and grime and helps me dry, starting again.

Breathing in and out.

Holy Spirit … Abide with Me.

In God alone my soul finds rest; my salvation comes from Him. He alone is my rock and my salvation; He is my fortress,I will never be shaken. – Psalm 62:1-2

The tears fall. Sometimes it’s unavoidable. Tears of anger, of shame, of sorrow, of joy. Sometimes, when those tears fall, I feel so alone. It’s almost as though no one has felt what I may be feeling, no one could understand. Those tears hold every fiber of my being. The breathing becomes shallow, burdened as I struggle to find my footing again. To will away the reality that is causing such strong feelings.

But I am not alone.

God has provided – as God does. Jesus has lived it – as God Incarnate, feeling all pain and sorrow and joy in human body. The Holy Spirit is here – living, breathing, moving always.

People remind me of that. Friends who have become siblings, family who have taught and loved, mentors who have spoken truth into void.

God has provided. Jesus has lived it. The Holy Spirit is present.

Breathe. In and out. One thoughtless moment at a time.

Only now, I know.
I feel.
I experience.
I embody.
I believe.

Holy Spirit … Abide with me.

Amen.

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