From the chair:
“…to set the mind on the Spirit is life and peace.”
This is a really…full week. Last night, before bed, we read part of a chapter from Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, and I laughed, because it referred to Harry’s “barely controlled panic.” I thought, “that’s sort of how I feel until these next deadlines pass.” But this morning, as I was thinking and praying it over, this passage from Romans 7 and 8 came to mind, and I realized that the “panic” part comes from my flesh: That part of me that believes it’s all up to me and too hard for me. The “barely controlled” is the gracious work of the Spirit in me, and thought it feels like I don’t have time to pray, don’t have time to read Scripture, don’t have time to adjust my attitude or priorities, that feeling is wrong.
The more time I remember and turn to and pray with and live by the Spirit who is in me and in whom I live, the more I’ll see that “bare control” blossom into life and peace. What do we long for but that?
From the desk:
“there is a Gospel and you are privileged to be summoned to declare it. It can stand people on their feet for the living of their days. And, also—what a privilege, almost too precious to be mentioned—it may be that the Gospel which you preach will then steady some poor pilgrims as they come to where the bridge less river is and some of them, feeling the spray of Jordan misting in the face, just might thank God as they cross the river that He made you a preacher.”
-Gardner Taylor, How Shall They Preach, p.94
“The chair” is the one Annie aptly chose for the corner of our living room, and it’s where I am committed to daily hearing from God’s Word–the Word I above all else hope to speak to others. “The desk” is the one by my coffee grounds and spare charger (if I get to the library early enough); it’s where I have the privilege of reading and thinking all day, where I intend to learn for others’ sake.