"Todos esses viveram pela fé, e morreram sem ter recebido o que havia sido prometido; contudo, viram-no de longe e à distância o saudaram, reconhecendo que eram estrangeiros e peregrinos sobre a terra"
(Versão King James Atualizada)
Encontrei isto no blogue da Ann Voskamp:
Welcome. Hospitality. What does it mean to be hospitable to the promises of God?
Maybe welcoming God’s promises requires the same sort of hospitality we give any guest who arrives at our home: preparation, waiting, making room for the promise to have seat at the table, even as it’s still far off in the distance.
So I’m making space in my spirit for the promise of God’s goodness
as I learn to receive Ace’s developmental differences and call them beautiful.
Here’s the thing with hospitality: I don’t get to treat God’s promises like something I own or deserve.
True hospitality is not begrudging the guest, demanding anything of it.
Hospitality is simply inviting God’s promises to have a seat at the table, whether or not I understand them, whether or not I can claim them right now.
Faith is setting a place for them, offering them tea. Having tea with the promises in the silence.
And faith acknowledges that sometimes God’s promises wait in the distance. Pain waits there too.
The promises wait in the distance where the pain waits. They wait together in the space where God is.And God is here too."
Wow!
(Atualmente uso muito esta interjeição!)
Gostei muito destes excertos que li.
Quero mesmo abrir espaço para receber, acolher as promessas de Deus para mim.
Aquelas nas quais espero há algum tempo, mas fazê-lo com a atitude de quem espera receber um convidado. Sem exigências, sem grandes expectativas. Apenas recebendo pelo que é!
How pretty is that?
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