On A Lion, a Lamb, and an Ipod

I am struck with our utter dependence on the Lord. What a blessing it is to want nothing other than to do the will of our Father. I speak as if I know this personally, but I confess that I do not. I have tasted of it though, and the taste is sweeter than the sweetest fleeting aroma of sin, or the fattening of our pride by indulging the flesh. It is impossible to get our minds around, for the fellowship of the Trinity is not an experience of the intelligent, the worthy, or the capable. It is that which is initiated, prepared, enabled and blessed by the One who commands it, but limited by our seeming unlimited ability to squelch it. This fellowship begins in the mind, with the truth of the Scripture that has the power to bend the neck of the proud, capture the attention of the distracted, still the hands of the occupied, and satisfy the craving of the starving. It continues as the Holy Spirit uses this Scripture to pierce to the inner parts of the soul and divides us to our core. It separates the sin and the saint in us, so to speak. It, at the same time, stirs the soul for righteousness in praise to God, and humbles us in view of our despicable lust for evil. This is the beginning to fellowship with the Creator of the universe, and as we practice bending our knees and hearts the presence of our King, He gradually changes us from the inside out. We learn what the Psalmist meant when he said that his soul waits for the Lord in the early watches of the morning. We learn what he meant when he said the steadfast love of the Lord is better than life. We find the joy only to be found in that communion with Christ. Unfortunately though, we often rob ourselves of this opportunity. We take the tools out of the hands of the Savior for we are too busy and have many other priorities. What a terrible injustice, that the Savior and Lord of our life stands and knocks at the door of our heart, and we prefer to flirt with the kingdom of darkness! We have a grave need for holiness, but I fear that the Father of Lights and the King of Glory cannot as much co-habit our heart with the pleasure of the world, as can a lamb enter the cage of a lion and not be instantly devoured. The thing is, Christ often does not fight, for He is a humble and patient King. He does not often speak over the noise of our ipod, and He does not compete with the devil for our time. He shows up in the still and the quiet places, when we decidedly shut out the pollution and noise of the world, so our hearts might be conformed by the renewing of our minds by the Word. The Word that can soften the hardest of hearts, break the chains of sin, death and sadness, set the captive free and strengthen the feeblest of minds. A great man of God once said, "Its not black marks on white pages, ya know, its the living Jesus." Even as I write this, my heart is burdened beyond words because we fail to give the the Living Jesus a proper place in our hearts and minds. He stands at the door and knocks.........