JUST MUSING BASELINES
HER SMILE, OUR FLESH – SONG, November 14, 2025
Hup enjoyed the early morning. Cordia, not so much. Retired from years of waking before dawn, she now guarded her sleep. Still, some mornings the Lord woke her to join him on the porch, watching the sun rise.
“You know those little foxes I mentioned? The ones that disturb my rest? I meant to say—they’re within me as much as without. When Christ sleeps in me, I rest.
When He awakens, either sin drives Him off… or He quickens me.”
When He awakens, either sin drives Him off… or He quickens me.”
“Is that how you know His presence, Hup?”
“Yes. When He rests, I rest. When He moves, I pray to move in obedience.
If not—I lose my peace.”
If not—I lose my peace.”
Cordia looked to the rising sun. “It’s no different for me. I just hadn’t named it.”
“What amazes me is mortification of the flesh—you know what that means: I know you do but to put away sin, I put on Christ. He’s my identity, through and through.”
“Did Solomon teach you that?”
“Yes. He saw the Son of God and man arrive— the same pillar that led Moses by day, now a column of smoke, myrrh and frankincense, powders of the merchant healer. Christ, the Apothecary. And Solomon saw himself carried within that ministering smoke.”
“Within?” Cordia whispered.
Hup’s eyes shone. “Exactly, darling. In Him we live and move and have our being. His bed is where I rest. Where you rest.”
“Do you, Hup?” She asked because she’d prayed for years—prayed he’d outlive that flameless fire of depression and anxiety that took his first wife, the wake of ash, the lingering scent of burnt flesh.
“Yes,” he said, voice steady. “Now I can say it. Because the same legions Christ could have called to rescue Him from the cross—they reside now, over every one of God’s elect.”
“It’s just a matter of believing it,” Cordia said. “Not that I don’t… but I don’t.”
“You mean—living it.”
Hup nodded. “The disciples couldn’t stay awake either. And they were the closest to Him.”
Cordia gave a small shrug- a weak smile.
Her smile, our flesh, he thought.
