a moving story

In the beginning, God moved over the surface of the deep.
In the beginning, God moved heaven and earth to make a beginning.
Ours is a moving God.
And God has always moved within the lives of God’s people—
walking in the garden at the time of the evening breeze,
moving Noah to build an ark, and then accompanying that ark
over the surface of the deep,
calling Abram and Sarai to get a move on,
appreciating all the moves Jacob made—
and Leah and Rachel,
moving out with the children of Israel,
moving on—a column of smoke, a pillar of fire,
in rule and in grace, Provider, Sustainer.
Then, when God’s people stopped moving,
when they, explicitly or implicitly, with bold audacity, said,
“Move on over, God. Move aside.”
God continued to move, faithfully, in the words and lives of the prophets,
continued to move, hopefully, in the ancient stories,
until God moved, lovingly, into the life and ministry of Jesus—
moved even into death, and said,
“Move on over, death.
Move aside, complete lack of movement.”
Ours is a moving God.
And our God’s still on the move—
seeking to move in us—in you and in me,
seeking to move us—you and me,
and the movement of God in time
tears the fabric of what is—
a fraying—
from the friction of Creator within creation—
the distinctions that separate,
and light pours in.
Blessed be the ties that bind.
Ours is the moving story of a moving God.
Thanks be to God.

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