Meditation from 8/6/2018 The Storm: Part 2
For by the grace given me I say to every one of you: Do not think of yourself more highly than you ought, but rather think of yourself with sober judgment, in accordance with the faith God has distributed to each of you.
Romans 12:3
“I knew it. I always knew it and I didn’t live a life according to my faith.”
The words escaped me as a sigh of conviction as I watched the mighty storm beat upon the crumbling towers of down town. And pure conviction it was. There was no guilt or shame. The gravity of the situation afforded no such self centric posture or reflection. This wasn’t about how I felt about myself. This was about the truth, with a uppercase ‘T.” I had not been a good steward of the truth and I knew in my heart that failure was not just a personal one. I had failed in my responsibility to others as well.
Soon I realized the down pour was consuming the whole city. The wall of flood waters was advancing on my position like a twenty foot tsunami. I looked to my right where I saw my friend Marshal who was standing nearby. We looked to each other in a daze of shock.
“Run!” He said.
So we ran but it was too late. Even as we hurried away from the encroaching waters we saw that an even higher wave was swallowing up the neighborhood from behind us. There was no escape. Knowing the force of the wave would crush me I elected to dive underneath the water before its weight came crashing down. When I came up for air my first thought was to find a raft and begin to collect water bottles from the local grocery store. Somehow I knew we would need enough to last 40 days. Somehow, in the midst of a flood I was convinced we needed better water.
Meditations from 7/25/18 The Storm: Part 1
The following dream came to me on an early fall morning in 2017
I was standing on the front porch of my house in Oak cliff facing north towards down town Dallas. Immediately I saw a powerful storm towering over the heart of the city. The mass of its thunderheads loomed like the billows of an atomic explosion; dark, threatening, imposing. It was destruction personified.
I saw that the storm was of such a magnitude that its torrents not only flooded the streets to the height of twenty feet but rushed at a strength powerful enough to unseat small buildings from their foundations. Streets became the channels of a mighty river delta. Half buildings, cars, and trees were carried along in the flood ways between structures. It was an earth shaking event. I knew the world would not be the same and this realization struck my heart with an agonizing conviction. Something told me I knew this day was coming; a day of calamity, a day of life and death for many people. Some how it was a day I always knew was coming but now in the wake of its arrival I was left feeling the guilt of someone who didn’t act when I had the chance. I had failed myself and I had failed other people. The Storm had come.
Josh Love 