2025-03-04 A Meditation on Abundant Spirit

“53 And when Jesus had finished these parables, he went away from there, 54 and coming to his hometown he taught them in their synagogue, so that they were astonished, and said, “Where did this man get this wisdom and these mighty works? 55 Is not this the carpenter’s son? Is not his mother called Mary? And are not his brothers James and Joseph and Simon and Judas? 56 And are not all his sisters with us? Where then did this man get all these things?” 57 And they took offense at him. But Jesus said to them, “A prophet is not without honor except in his hometown and in his own household.” 58 And he did not do many mighty works there, because of their unbelief.” (Matt 13:53-58 ESV)

Spirit spells a mystery insofar as the things we digest, these are not so rationally kept at arm’s length, they are not so reasonably assessed, adjudicated, decided. Rather, spirit holds Mystery, a sense of the thick of things, a sense of Obligation or Induction, of renewed baptismal Vows. To assess the fighting spirit, this is to alight upon gems: a zeal known by her children.

What pops, what rings true: these examinations of man’s thought, of man’s output, of man’s progeny, they alight upon little precious gems of Christian Certainty. The appeal to love the brotherhood and the sisterhood. The self-giving notions. The appreciation for a mentor of heavenly Friend and Father. The Christian is a soldier of screaming alacrity, alert woke or at least awoken Pressure Cooker and Big Bang, of coming together and fusion, of reactivity. Because you can cut the spirit with a knife, sometimes. And then Saul prophesied…

To cope and assess things surrounding War is to—in the final issue—be in a mesmerized Lockstep, a patient acceptance of what breaths of air patiently suffice, as we are both held down by the Spirit of Christ, and juiced up, regarded as Holy, patiently Inspired, by His same Spirit. That we may Do without thinking. That we may Alight upon Deeds without preplanning. That we may Fight without caution, mesmer and sanctity coming together to hold in high regard those Gems. That we are honoring the deceased or Remembering, such as it is, that to Preach is simply to be sincere around such gems and around a few notions most upbuilt.

Can anyone do it? We speak or preach or testify with our dualism: dually mesmerized with Joy while also captivated or held prisoner to the fact it is life and death stuff. That is, we are dually screaming after Life, while realizing that this Life is a Gift to counteract manifest dastardly Holy Trials. We cannot win those trials, per se, and we know this. However there is a way in which our gifted State actually can rise up to this impossibility, to Win, to announce He has Won, Christ the Victor, in the face of things we do not Deny nor Appropriate but recognize as needful of Salvation Storyline.

That we were victim of that heavy spirit, that manhandled us and tossed us out with the trash. That we were heavy involved with the false theology. That we judged others or rather began to see the so-called “Body” as hypocrites. The Gems… these spontaneously arise in the soldier’s heart, the confidence that—were we a little less inhibited—there is a maelstrom of words to confront all things needing outlet and expose, and to celebrate all things Personable, Fruit of His Presence, gladsome intoxication with the Utter confidence, that Man is many things but a fool and a silent witness no, we must at times explain in a shout and Insist God is Love.