Elisha sent a messenger to him, saying, “Go, wash in the Jordan seven times, and your flesh shall be restored, and you shall be clean.”
At 12 years old, I knew there was something more to life than my addiction filled home. Week after week I’d walk to a church about a mile away. 32 years later, I’m proud of the courage that younger me found while trying to cure their loneliness.
At 12, I wanted a simple recipe for wholeness. I wanted assurances that there was a step-by-step approach to remedy my loneliness. I got what most recipes yield: a finite, specific result.
In my young life, I needed safe walls and clear directives. Eventually, the river of healing I found dried up. It became stagnant behind a dam of rigidity.
32 years later I know that the source of our healing and hope was never meant to be dammed. There is no single recipe for healing. God is simply too vast to be contained.
Healing wasn’t found in the last moment of completing the seventh chore. Healing was found in the willing heart to enter unknown water in faith and wonder.
We often want simple answers to difficult feelings and questions. How do you want to embrace the inevitable complexity of today? What’s a simple reminder you can use to experience God’s vastness?
--Dax Franklin-Hicks
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