When we say we sense something in the marrow of our bones, we mean that we sense some truth deep down inside us, at the very core of our being. And although we say this in a metaphorical and perhaps even metaphysical sense, there’s some physical truth involved in the saying. As someone who has had my bone marrow tapped a couple of times (a wonderful experience…) I know what the doctors found there. They found my stem cells, those building blocks of who I am, telltale signs of what makes me, me.
Those of us who feel called to lives of faith sense that call deep down at our centers in a way that is even more profound and meaningful than the biological material that makes us who we are. We sense a quiet voice that beckons us toward a presence that has been named God for us, a divine light that both urges us to serve others and invites us into communion. That’s what we feel, in the marrow of our bones, and so we respond.
Ask yourself in silence: What do I sense in the marrow of my bones? What is at the very core of my being?
With thanks to my wife, Sue, and our good friends, John & Karen and Larry & Dianne, for this “word of the day challenge” and for good conversation and lots of laughter around the table last night. These kinds of evenings remind me of all that is important in life. Yet another thing I can sense in the marrow of my bones.
6 comments On Today’s Word: Marrow
Well done! You exceeded any expectations I had. Then again, I knew you would.
Thank you, creative collaborator and friend…
Thoughts you put on line are helpfull. Speaking of marrow–My husband has cancer of the bone marrow and is suffering. He will start radiation again Tuesday. PLEASE get a prayer chain going for him. Nothing can compare with the power of prayer. PLEASE help.
Thanks for writing, Dotty. My prayers are with you and your husband this morning.
It is a blessing when we are gifted with rising above the physical that we may feel in the marrow of our bones, to experience the spiritual. Such a paradox in our human existence: we feel, we experience, we suffer, yet . . . at the same time we are brought to a spiritual level we never could have imagined, an awareness heightened by the places we are in life, how they connect with the past, how they move us forward.. That is what our spiritual journey is about, each experience, hopefully, leading us closer to Him.
Dotty, I will be keeping both your husband and you, in my prayers. God bless you both.
Thanks as always, Steve!
Kathleen
What a community of spiritual thinkers and writers we have going here…wonderful, beautiful thoughts, Kathleen.