27 March 2013

less of me


This week we're looking at the chapter Giving in Brennan Manning's Furious Longing of God
The gospel is absurd and the life of Jesus is meaningless unless we believe that He lived, died, and rose again with but one purpose in mind: to make brand-new creations. Not to make people with better morals, but to create a community of prophets and professional lovers, men and women who would surrender to the mystery of the fire of the Spirit that burns within, who would live in ever greater fidelity to the omnipresent Word of God, who would enter into the center of it all, the very heart and mystery of Christ, into the center of the flame that consumes, purifies, and sets everything aglow with peace, joy, boldness, and extravagant, furious love. This, my friends, is what it really means to be a Christian. Our religion never begins with what we do for God. It always starts with what God has done for us, the great and wondrous things that God dreamed of and achieved for us in Christ Jesus.
mold me
in your image
in the heat of the flames
I am drawn to that mystery
the place of absorbtion
where who I am
melts into All You Are
more of You
all I need is more of You
and less of me
less of me
less

That’s why my cup is running over. This is the assigned moment for him to move into the center, while I slip off to the sidelines. John 3:30 The Message



Joining Sarah and Jason today at Jason's place

 

7 comments:

Jason Stasyszen said...

Beautiful response to this passage. The problem is never His ability to love and reveal Himself. It's that there's too much of me in the way. Less of me--joining with that powerful prayer, Karin. Thank you.

Tammy@If Meadows Speak... said...

Yes. less is best.

nance said...

i don't know about centers to much
but, i do know that much is still a mystery to me.

Dianne said...

"where who I am melts into all you are"-- my understanding of "consumed by God" just went up a notch. Thank you!

Philip said...

I love this, so beautiful!

Fatha Frank said...

What a great prayer. I know, poem, but it strikes my heart as a prayer. Lord may you become more and I become less. Abosrb me into your will. Make your desires mine.

RA Rhodes said...

Amen Amen Amen!

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