Writing for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no thinking, just letting the words flow.
The word is roar. Of course, the first thing I think of is a lion – one of the most amazing, powerful and strong creatures that God created. There are a couple of lions at our zoo that are difficult to get a look at because they usually like to hide – but whenever we get a glimpse of them in action, it is the most majestic and frightening thing and the kids (and I!) just love it!
When I think of roar I also think of C.S. Lewis and the Chronicles of Narnia – Aslan is the picture of Christ in the books. We listened to the CDs on our road trip a couple months ago, and I absolutely love the way that Lewis connects the stories with the story of creation and redemption. When Narnia was “created”, it was so obviously written in a way to depict creation that my heart beat faster. When Aslan roared and everyone stopped to listen, it reminded me of how when God speaks, all creation obeys.
When I think of roar, I think of the boys racing around the house, chasing each other, and roaring. Sometimes it’s annoying. Sometimes I am able to listen and smile and thank God for the noise, because they’re full of life and energy and love for each other, and I really wouldn’t have it any other way.
When I think of roar, I think of all the distractions around me, roaring at me, trying to get my attention off the One Thing that I want the most – fellowship with God. I think of the struggle to put it all away and to focus – I think of what I need to do to reduce the roar so I can be more in love with my Saviour. I want the only roar I hear to be the sound of my heart beating and my soul singing praise as I seek and worship him.