The time is now...

"A time will come when true worshippers will worship God in spirit and in truth...

...the time is now."    paraphrased from John 4:23, The Message

This blog has been a long time in the making.

I've thought about blogging for years, but I never thought I had anything to say that was really worthwhile - not that needed to be broadcast into the blogosphere anyway.

Just recently though, some of the seed that God has planted in my mind has been getting more water and fertiliser, and I can now see just a little more clearly what the crop looks like - but there is still a lot to be revealed.

Hopefully, what I write here will do it (and Him) justice.

So to get started - one of my favourite ever lyrics from one of my favourite ever singers.  It's one of my favourite ever songs really:  Kevin Max "Shaping Space", which obviously has inspired the name of this blog.  I was really saddened when Kevin's solo career just didn't happen (well, not in the way it deserved to), and to read about all the personal turmoil he endured 'back in the day'.  But I love that God uses the most fallible of humans for his greatest works, as so often they (we) are the most malleable.  Just look at all the stuff-ups that Abraham, David and Solomon did, just for starters!  Yet it's their steadfast faith we remember - not the failings of their human frailty.  God's grace is absolutely amazing!  And it gives me great great comfort.

And they said we wouldn't last
And they said the years would break our backs
So here we are again my friend
To mystify their narrow plans

You and I were meant to be
Much more than they could see
You and I are made to stay
As they waste away

We are shaping the space
And harvesting places
We're the princes of the universe
We are living together
In the here-everafter
In the temple of the evening Son
We're the princes of the universe

It's a prophecy of long ago
It's a blueprint for the journey home
And we're writing as we stumble on
Making history to build upon

You and I were meant to be
Much more than they could see
You and I are made to stay
As they waste away

We are shaping the space
And harvesting places
We're the princes of the universe
We are living together
In the here-everafter
In the temple of the evening Son
We're the princes of the universe

And the raven in the towerclock
Spins poetry and devil talk,

And the woman by the endless well

She's drawing water from the mouth of hell

"And these are the days", she says...