Training Our Affections
This is a bit more like a poemy-short-story. If you’re wanting your appetite to be changed, this is for you.
Consider contemplating while you read: “How is God changing my appetite in the natural, emotional, mental, or spiritual?” and/or “What am I craving in this chapter?”
Training our affections
“I like this
I like that
I’m like this
I’m like that
Confidence! Yes!”
Then it dawned on me that I’ve spent so much time
naming and claiming
picking and wishing.
Grappling to find a sense of self.
Here on this canvas of life
I see that You’re training my affections
Constantly giving me new colors
new mixtures to try
Hoping, to finally catch my eye
To say:
This is the way for you, my dear
Walk in it.
This is what you were created for.
This is you.
Give it a try!
Does that fit?
Now, you see it does.
Try it on again.
“What?
That’s not me!
That doesn’t fit into my boxes!”
What boxes?
Ohhh… where did they…
Go?
Go!
Try a new territory
A new land!
Jet set
Ready set go!
I like fruit
The family likes chocolate
My older siblings ask me if I’m adopted.
Now, chocolate is setting in fine.
Maybe my pallet is being refined?
Fruit or chocolate?
Why not AND?!
Right when I think I’ve got something pinned down
Something figured
Something really inspired in the brain
There’s a change up
Not to say that there’s no concept
Of up
But what I’m realizing here and now
Is
He’s training my affection again
Making me into what I really, truly am
Maybe I really don’t have quite a concept of that
at all.
So now
I throw my hands up
I say, take the lead
I’ll follow
I didn’t really like trying to figure out the steps to the dance
by myself
Anyway.
Thanks for training my affection
I’ll take Your hand
And dance with You
Right over this threshold
I see now that You in the lead
is much better
More fluid
More fun
I’m captivated and can’t argue
With You any longer
Whatever I thought I knew
Doesn’t matter
The dance is so enthralling
All encompassing
There’s no room
For distraction
I forgot what I thought I knew
The assumptions
Don’t even matter
The cloud we’re on now
You and I
Is fantastic
Forget when and where
Or even the “how”
We’ll get where we’re going
By dance
through thin air
Without nary a care
You train our affections
Right onto this floor
Don’t need no steps prepared
here
It’s all improv
I’m sure
Freedom is fun
And courage is required
But after you take My hand
Let go and enjoy!
Self-expression is a must
Because none of the moves
are permanent
Let it fly!
It will be funny
People will enjoy
Draw them in
Make eye contact
Honor them
In the dance
That’s the cure
None of the moves really matter later
Just make sure you keep your eyes on Me
And savor the flavor
Sing harmony!
Really, be free
Shake it off
It’s You and me
You’ve trained our affection
Right down to the core
When the masks and costumes
Fall off
It’s really sweet and pure
I’m finally feeling sure
That You’ve orchestrated all of this
To give me a masters in
Pleasures Galore.