The World Inside.

And that is the wonder of all wonders, that God loves the lowly…. God is not ashamed of the lowliness of human beings. God marches right in. He chooses people as his instruments and performs his wonders where one would least expect them. God is near to lowliness; he loves the lost, the neglected, the unseemly, the excluded, the weak and broken.” ~Bonhoeffer


Jesus the Christ was born in Bethlehem. Shepherds came to worship Him under starlight in a stable for precious few hours. After eight days, He was circumcised and given a name selected for Him before time began. After 40 days, an offering was made – a humble turtledove offering of worship and devotion to God, a pledge to embrace His love and His forgiveness.


He would be a toddler before wise men would come with precious gifts to honor him. It would be years before His words would reverberate through the nations, before He would teach us to pray “Kingdom come, God’s good pleasure right here on earth,” before His blood would be spilled, before an empty tomb would bear witness.


The eight-day name. Jesus. Saving one. Wonderful one. All-mighty one. Healing one. Eternal one. Tender counselor. Powerful warrior of peace.


The 40 day offerings. Restoration. Adoration. The most humble of gifts made worthy.


Every thing wrapped inside the six-week old infant held high by a priest, as a mother wondered what it all meant. As the world, careening and groaning under the weight of privilege and oppression, wondered if truth would ever really come.


But for forty days, save a few hours of guests stopping by, it was just Mary and Joseph and Jesus. I wonder what life was like in those forty days as the distance between heaven and earth collapsed in on itself. What were their hushed conversations? What were the things too heavy to speak? What were the joys expressed only in tears? Was Mary so weary of feedings every three hours and little sleep in an animal pen as life around them carried on as usual? What songs did she sing to Him, what words did she speak over Him? What did she hear in His coos and cries – did she hear the poetic voice of the angel reminding her once again that His life was more than this life? Did Joseph feel the pain of inadequacy as he left his own each day to provide for them? Did he question if he could be a good father to the One who was the fulfillment of promise after promise? Were the first laughs of the tiny baby boy a prophecy of strength for future days? Did he hear the Voice of the One who spoke stars into existence – the One who would someday say, “Trust in Me…” What was it like to hold God in their arms? What was it like to dwell in the thinnest of places between divinity and humanity? Were they overwhelmed by the mystery of it all?


In the days in-between the glorious moments of beautiful birth and humble offering, the days before what had been promised and prophesied was revealed to all – the world outside continued its frenzied spiraling cadence. But the world inside found its fragility and its worth. The expectation that was birth became the expectation that is new birth of souls, of hope, of life.


I’m reminded that being expectant is indeed a beautiful mystery, and that there will always be the in-between  where conversations are hushed and questions abound and wondering is welcomed. It’s those in-betweens that move us toward the humble offering of what we have been given and what we have been granted. It’s the world inside moments where worth is seen as a promise fulfilled, where our souls gather hope and life.


It’s the world inside moments where the names given to Jesus become the very offering given for every one of us. Saving one. Wonderful one. All-mighty one. Healing one. Eternal one. Tender counselor. Powerful warrior of peace.


It’s in the world inside moments where heaven and earth become one, where we see promises kept of the Christ who allows us to cradle Him in our weak arms as He cradles us in His strength and His salvation.


This Advent, I am finding hope and life in the in-between.  The world outside continues its spiraling march of privilege and oppression, and creation itself grows weary under the weight. And the Voice still says, “Trust in Me.”  I need to hear that Voice. So, I’m allowing myself to be – for a moment – overwhelmed by the world inside, to question and listen and offer up and receive the offerings given.  To cradle and to be cradled. To feel heaven and earth again collapse in on itself as “Kingdom come” gains fresh strength in this feeble soul so it will know how to respond in future days.


I step inside expectant. Heaven on earth. All the names of Jesus. God’s good pleasure.


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Helping you hold on to what is true and trustworthy.

We're in this together, and I am for you. I secure road signs with a hammer of hope, and clear the debris so they can be seen. Call me your spiritual aunty, the one who you can trust with the hard conversations. I am your encourager. I walk and keep walking. Cheer and keep cheering. I invest, dive deep, and cherish the stories being written in the lives of women like you who long to believe restoration is a reality on earth as it is in heaven. God holds the pen in those stories, and He delights in you.  I OFFER REAL HOPE FOR YOU, PURPOSE-WEARY WARRIOR. You'll love One Woman Can Change the World: Reclaiming Your God-Designed Influence and Impact Right Where You Are. It's available wherever books are sold. I'm honored to be represented by Credo Communications.

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10 thoughts on “The World Inside.”

  1. Ronne:
    I love reading your beautiful words. I am hoping from Southern California, that one day our paths will meet. I have a feeling we could visit for hours just talking about God and the things he does.

    Bless you during this time and praying for what lies ahead in 2016. (Lord have mercy!)
    If you could please pray for my daughter. She is 20 and really needs to meet young people who love Jesus.❤️
    For me? Wisdom, discernment & more wisdom!
    Bless you??

    1. I’m praying right now, Gloria, that the Lord would open beautiful gates leading to strong community for your daughter. He is faithful, and He is the author of family so I have confidence He will give her sisters and brothers in Christ! And goodness, yes, wisdom and discernment. I understand that longing so well – and I am praying that for both of us! The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom, so I pray we both learn even richer levels of that reverence and adoration for our sweet Father. And I would love to meet you sometime! Where in Southern California do you live? We need to make this happen!

    1. I am honored to pray for your work, Christiana! I’m praying right now for endurance, clarity, and wisdom. And I’m praying for sweet rest at the end of every day – that you are able to lay everything down and receive rest and refreshing from the Lord.

  2. You are a vessel of love, inspiration and hope. Thank you for sharing your beauty Ronne. God had created a rare gem in you!

    I ask you to join me in prayer as i fight the biggest battle of my life, to keep custody of my sweet baby girl. I fight to keep faith that all will work out positively and all the the logistics are fleshed out in order for all that to take place. thank you!!!

    Your story of struggle at launch out in nashville gives me hope as do you. God uses broken pieces to help heal. I am looking forward to all the goodness you are brewing up in December…

    1. Oh my gosh, YES to praying for God to intervene in the most powerful way with His Father’s heart for family and keep that sweet baby girl in your arms! I am praying for even the smallest of details to be aligned so that your home is kept safe and secure. I am praying for favor – ABUNDANT favor. I am praying for peace to pour out like a fountain right now. He is the God of Joel 2:25. He redeems and He redeems and He redeems. He is the God who created family – and He is the God who delights in it. Your story is a story of redemption and glory.

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