What is peace if it calms not the raging waters of the lake? Must worry, concern and anxiety consistently reign that there is no quiet, grounding or silence of soul and Spirit? What forms out of sleeplessness and perpetual ponder? What broad boulevard of intimidation resolves the conflicts with humankind? How settled the delta as river regurgitates into grumbling bay?

My words are freshened only by finding footing upon the Rock. Yes, the Rock of Ages: God, Jesus and Holy Spirit. One of them residing in the Temple He erected upon the Cross of Calvary, the home of God’s Spirit the heart of born again man. Born to what, war, rage, festering wound? No born to the understanding and promise of heaven’s order, God’s peace in Christ Jesus. The Prince who came that I may find rest in the midst of raging sea or calm heart in war.

When Christian’s rage I know that something is wrong. Something is out of sync with God. The relationship is neither nurturing or peaceful but filled with the worries and cares of this world. It is the outcome taught in the parable of the sower that the thistles and thorns of this world have come in to strangle that which has grown. We seek the supernatural not the normal and everyday. This is transformative, we become something born of spirit.

How may I know that this process includes me? The Lord says I am known by the fruits of the Holy Spirit and their presence, emergence and anchor of my soul. The proof of inclusion and transformation from the simple man that I was to the heavenly born man that I am becoming in sanctification, pursuit, trial and purification. This is the changing field each of us must reckon. I am not what I was I am now becoming what God has planned for me before time began.