Written on October 21, 2015. By Shari Norvell
I saw THE MOST amazing thing yesterday. My eyes framed the shot. Then my heart, pierced, captured the scene and placed its image in a tender little open spot to carry always.
I was just driving home from “town” (I love being able to say that!!) when I happened upon the sight. Rounding the corner that sings “home” as my wheels graze it, I began celebrating the almost there. And then. My breath suspended for a few seconds at the glance. A face so filled with candescent contentment and simple satisfaction. The face was held inside a car I recognized, for I hadn’t passed a person, but one of my people. Popsi.
It was her first day to drive to dance without Sonarae as her sidekick. I had been thinking of her as I drove. Was she nervous? Would she remember to text when she got there? I was hoping to pass her, but I caught her instead. Caught utterly in the act of being goodness as she rode in the presence of Goodness Himself.
The hebrew word for caught is ‘saphah’ and means “to be snatched or swept away”. That was Popsi. Wrapped up in in the promise of what lay before her, she was safer than she had ever been. Satisfied with where she was going, desiring nothing more than to be there and be part of something that allows her to do the thing she couldn’t stop doing if she tried. She was made to do it. To dance, to express, to celebrate. To worship.
She had no idea that she was caught. Beautifully busted upholding all she believed in that moment. Moses face couldn’t have been brighter when he came down from the mountain peak filled and flowing with the truth of who he was and the One who made him that way. Beholding.
And in that pass that became a permanent part of me, I witnessed the most foundational definition of the word ‘behold’, “the inability to be distracted and the recognition of His inability to be.”
And I wanted it. More than anything. To be caught myself, beholding Him. Unable to be moved from that spot, no matter what happening there were around me. Not just in a moment intended for it, prepared specifically. But in every instance, circumstance. I want the world to catch me not being able to take my eyes off Him for a second.
Another meaning of ‘saphah’ is “perish or perished.” That’s it. I want to be seen perished, dead to the things that bother me and resurrected to all that is precious. And I want to catch others. I’ve seen creation rapt and ready. Yet, I want to see the created (including me) there too. Ever and always.
As this dream was tiptoeing around my thoughts, Pappa said this, “What if that is the rapture?” I need to keep this free of theologies of pre, mid or post. That’s not where I’m going. I’m simply staying suspended in something He said. What if the rapture (the sign of its imminence) is a people swept away, carried off and perished? Unable to be distracted. Without the ability to be, because we have crashed into His inability to be.
Distracted in hebrew means “to breathe in many directions, scattered, ungathered.” It also means “the inability to respond.” Yikes! How many times have I dis abled myself, carried myself to a place I was never meant to be? And… Put myself in a place that I can’t respond. An abode where I can only react to what is going on around and about and will not allow me near the one place I truly want to be. With Him.
Beholding right now, the way He made, the price He paid, for our return. The invitation to come back to the place where He upholds us. And how extravagantly easy He made it. Contentment. It’s how we know we are about to be swept away. It’s how we know we have perished. When we display our willingness to be pleased by Him. His imaginations and dreams for us. Instead of seeking pleasure we can find in ungathered places. Instead of gleaning in fields not sown by our relentless reaper.
My goal today. My one desire. To get caught. Catch me if you can!!
Write about a time you caught someone in the act of contentment. What did that look like? How did it impact you? If you haven’t captured another in that way, ask Pappa what He would have you pray so we can all begin to “catch” each other and “capture” the world.
Write about what things distract you. The things that keep you from being able to respond to the invitation to contentment. Choose one to fast from for the next week. At the end of the week, journal about what you found when you lost access to that distraction.