God has wooed me.
I was cut off and alone in the desert. And the Lord of All Creation romanced me.
In some ways, it's the whole point. In other ways, it's just a step, preparation for what God is bringing.
I can't really pretend to understand it all. I don't.
But God is cooking me a special meal out here in the desert, and I get the feeling that it's almost ready.
I just have to be ready to receive.
In this time of waiting and preparation, I've started playing a new game. In what ways can I show God my love?
Writing bad poetry to God?
Dancing together in celebration and joy?
Having a picnic in the park?
Taking communion?
Going on a walk together?
Singing praises?
Doing the dishes to surprise my roommate?
Forgiving that man who hurt me and some people I love?
Taking time to be still?
Delighting in creation?
How does my viewpoint change if I recast all my actions as stealthy and devious ways for me to sneakily say to God, "Surprise! I love you THIS much!"
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