Just as he was coming up out of the water, he saw the heavens torn apart and the Spirit descending like a dove on him. And a voice came from heaven, "You are my Son, the Beloved; with you I am well pleased." —Mark 1.10-11
Beloved, offspring of the delight of God, spawn of light, bathe yourself in this grace. You are God's, in whom God delights. Oh, yes, you're screwed up. You're more screwed up than you think. But you are God's, and God's delight. Immerse yourself in the river water of this womb. Go into the deep. Let this be your balm, your healing, your salvation. Your only sin is your inability to trust this in your bones. Soak in it. Practice believing it. Walk through this new year in faith,
dripping with heaven.
Rev. Steve Garnaas-Holmes, Unfolding Light
The More I Seek You, Kari Jobe