I’ve been carrying a heaviness in my gut for the past few of weeks. So much busyness, yet I’m making hardly any headway in the projects I care about. I’m not living up to my own expectations in my relationships. Just feeling out of sorts.
This morning I went back to the Gospel of Mark, feeling a need to start again. Words I read there pushed hard against my heart. This heaviness cracked open and I started crying.
Mark’s gospel opens with John the Baptist pointing the way to the Messiah. People were responding to his message, repenting from sin, turning their lives around. Jesus shows up in the crowd and is baptized. Then, one of the most precious moments in the Bible happens.
As Jesus comes out of the river, water pouring down his face, he hears the Father speak.
“You are my beloved Son; I take delight in you.”
These are the words of fatherly blessing. “You are mine. You belong to me. I take delight in you.” Powerful, heart-shaping words. Freeing word, really.