The Danger Of The Unacknowledged Deep

Sea ~

In Jesus' day, Jewish people feared large bodies of water. They referred to the sea as an abyss and saw it as a symbol of chaos and hell. ~Ray Vander Laan (That The World May Know)

Is there really an abyss in the bottom of the sea? What horrors might lurk in the depths of the ocean?


When I consulted google about this question, I learned that there are people putting in the time and effort and money to find out what is in the depths.


Why does it matter to us what the bottom holds? The answer is that the foundations of everything matter. The beginnings and the underbellies of our souls and families and cities and seas effect our lives.


Heart ~

Since the start of the crown-virus-shaking in March of 2020, God has held and sheltered our immediately family. We’ve all been in agreement about the controversial things. (hallelujah!) We’ve never been unemployed. (praise God!) And when we got sick, grace healed us, kept us, and boosted our immune systems. We’ve had three babies(!!) and three job-changes. Dale and I have refinanced our home twice(!!) We knocked our mortgage down by 15 years and our interest rate is below 2% (hallelujah!)—Good stuff!


But, if I’m honest, my heart hurts.


It’s all the other things that have my soul snarled. It’s the revelation of the state of our world, the calling of good evil and evil good, and the seeming shallowness of our soul that rubs my heart raw. You know what I’m talking about.



And it brings back a question that emerged long ago when I pondered the realities of Naziism in The Cost Of Discipleship by Dietrich Bonhoeffer.


The queries that resounded in the depths of me:

How could so many people believe lies? How could they lord over other humans as if they're less than human? What made them numb enough to usher fellow men and women and children into gas chambers? Leave them to die? Deny their own humanity? How does a heart become hard to hurt?

Words Revealing ~

The crushing weight of pandemic fears, even if we weren’t fearful of the crown virus, crashed into our personal world. Censorship of anything that went against the narrative increased over time. Being cancelled by people you once did life with became common. The need to sever relationships due to manipulative behaviors increased. Disagreements continue as we painfully work toward understanding where the other is coming from.


And then there’s the time factor in communications, in research and learning.


People have shared videos with me almost every day on Messenger or via text. I’ve ordered books. I’ve listened to podcasts on Revelation and Critical Theory. I’ve adopted several pastors and gathered intel from their years of study.


I’ve sought to learn “What the what?!!”


Not that we didn’t see this coming. We just never imagined how it would come. I remember reading somewhere around 2006, there would come a crisis, and the crisis would be capitalized upon, and martial law would be implemented, and the government would seize power from the people. We aren’t quite there yet. But those with eyes to see are seeing the signs. Loss of liberty is looming. What is ahead for our children?


I’ve heard the name Wendell Berry numerous times. I don’t even recall what I read recently that made me finally look for a book by him. The one I found turned out to be a collaboration of writers including C.S. Lewis, G.K. Chesterton, Frederich Buechner, Madeleine L’Engle, and others. Through the writings of these men and women in BREAD AND WINE, Readings for Lent and Easter, I’m learning that the slashing my soul feels is an identification with our suffering Savior.


I’m learning to embrace the heartache and tension as my personal cross-carrying assignment. After all, Jesus is the one who has given me the heart to care. Since He gave me Himself, I’ve cast my whole soul upon Him, and so we hurt together.


Our Heart Is A Sea ~

What is in the depths of our hearts?



Yesterday I read an excerpt from BREAD AND WINE. It was written by Morton T. Kelsey entitled, “The Cross and the Cellar”—after contemplating my question again of how humans could be so inhumane, I read this:


"Each of us has underneath our ordinary personality, which we show to the public, a cellar in which we hide the refuse and rubbish which we would rather not see ourselves or let others see. And below that is a deeper holding which there are dragons and demons, a truly hellish place, full of violence and hatred and viciousness. Sometimes these lower levels break out, and it is to this lowest level of humans that public executions appeal.

In the cross this level of being has thrust itself up out of its deepest underground cellar so that we humans may see what is in all of us and take heed. The cross is crucial because it shows that possibilities for evil lie hidden in human beings. it is the concentration of human evil in one time and place. . . . It can make us face the worst in ourselves and in others, that part of us which can sanction a cross or go watch a crucifixion. The cross is the symbol, alive and vivid, of the evil that is in us, of evil itself." ~Kelsey

There’s so much more to read about the evil lurking below the surface of human hearts if the heart is unregenerate.



Kelsey continues by weighing the hearts of the men most responsible for Jesus crucifixion: Pilate, Ciaphas, and Judas. His assessment of their fruit was “cowardice” for Pilate. He didn’t want to crucify Jesus, but to save his own skin and position; he sacrificed what he knew for what he wanted most. Then Ciaphas, the high priest, was credited with religious rigidity. Thinking he had to protect God from Jesus and protect his religion from grace, he passed a prophetic sentence. And finally Judas, the betrayer with an earthbound mindset. He wanted Jesus only for what He might do in the now of their history. He sought to accomplish noble ends by human means.


Kelsey closes with, "These were the things that crucified Jesus on Friday in Passover week A.D. 29. They were not wild viciousness or sadistic brutality or naked hate, but the civilized vices of cowardice, bigotry, impatience, timidity, falsehood, indifference—vices all of us share, the very vices which crucify human beings today. This destructiveness within us can seldom be transformed until we squarely face it in ourselves. This confrontation often leads us into the pit. The empty cross is planted there to remind us that suffering is real but not the end, that victory still is possible if we strive on."

Questions For Our Hearts ~

Have you faced your cellar?


I found myself thinking of standing in the crowd as Jesus was crucified. And I knew, I did it. It was me there yelling, “Crucify!” Because I relate to Pilate. I’ve wanted to please people and look good more than I’ve been willing to stand up for or shield an innocent one.



But then Jesus gave me eyes to see. When His word came in, He gave me ears to hear. Like so many others, I fell in the dust (Mark 5:32-34) at His feet, desperate for His mercy. I let His blood flow down on my head and cleanse my desperate heart as He spoke, “Forgive her Father, she knows not what she does.”


And now I go daily for the cleansing—since I once faced the cellar of my soul—and I cried out for mercy and He gave it.


What have you learned and what are you doing with what you know?


What is happening in your heart in this current cultural moment? Fear? Stoicism? Cynicism? Or do you have faith in the love of God and hope in His power of resurrection?


Some thoughts to ponder from another book I read can be found on my Instagram post.


Where To Go From Here ~

You may have heard that the way up is down. And it’s true. Why would I write such a bleak-feeling post? The answer is I believe in resurrection. I believe the first thing every heart needs is Jesus, and after falling at His feet, He lifts us up above every bleak and heart-ripping experience with this joyful hope. He gives us patience in our affliction. He hears and answers our ongoing prayers. And even more than that, He moves Himself in to do it all for us!


I’d written earlier this year that we are on the brink.


What I offer is the hope of the good news of Jesus, the hope for deliverance from the abyss that is the dark cellar of our hearts.

You see, I read the other day in Amos 4:6-11 that every hardship that God sends is for the purpose of turning our broken, unsatisfied hearts to Him, that we can be delivered. He sent the storm that is upon us, the rocking boat and the wild waves to wake us up to our need for Jesus. His call is as it has always been, “Come to Me! Return to Your God. Have faith. Believe.”



Jesus saves. That is what this life is all about. Surrender your heart, trust and obey, and you will be free—forever.


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