WHEN THE SPIRIT TOUCHES CHAOS
By: Christine Wyrtzen
The earth was without form and void, and darkness was over the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God was hovering over the face of the waters. >Genesis 1:2
Our earth originally had no order. The darkness that is described is not a darkness void of light. Darkness does not even mean evil. It means original chaos where everything was undeveloped and non-functioning. This negative threat of chaos though, was about to be overcome by the power of God’s Spirit. Earth would never be the same once God touched it. The chaotic would become orderly. What was dead would begin to pulsate with stirrings of life.
There have often been segments of my life that I would have called chaotic. Constantly swirling. Even tormenting. There appeared to be no answers. A relationship was dysfunctional at every angle. Or, an event occurred which threw normalcy into confusion and it felt like I had absolutely no control. In both kinds of situations, my mind worked overtime to try to make sense out of things so order could return. Without order there was no peace.
When someone who loved me asked me what was wrong, I would try hard to find the words to describe the chaos. I would often give up and just say that things were so messed up that I didn’t know where to begin. Such is the nature of the chaotic.
What was the cure? Where was peace to be found? My chaos needed the hovering Spirit of God. He awaited my invitation to come and, like a mother eagle, hover over my unordered and non-functioning world. The words of God entered my chaos like sharp arrows of clarity; one after another until things began to become clear. The hovering Spirit of God, ever my Teacher and Counselor, began to breathe over my life.
If a soil sample of our formless earth had been put under a microscope, there would have been no sign of life. But when the Spirit of God came and hovered, the brown wilderness began to turn green. Wherever the Spirit of God hovers, the landscape changes.
I make a hovering prayer part of my New Year. Come to every situation, and person, that begs the breath of Your Spirit. Transform my internal landscape. Amen
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