It is not just that I want to be, but I am. Sometimes the snow is cold and uncomfortable, but it sure is beautiful. Even though I lay now on the ground, one day I will be put back in the position I was created in; put there to sink my roots deep down into my Creator, deeper than I ever could before.
Jesus doesn’t just tell me to go, he tells me to be willing. Jesus doesn’t say I’ll let you slide this time, he says he has endless compassion and love and mercy for me in my messups and hard heart. It’s not what I do but who I’m about. It’s never finished, even when He restores me in the end He still wants my heart. The truth is better even if my words are hard; He knows my true feelings anyway.
He really is strength, He really is always with me, He really is teaching me so that I can know Him more.
What a special gift to us, that God would want to teach us. At small group last week, there was a beautiful prayer offered that praised God for His goodness in trusting us to undertake challenges and endure them. It was one of the most pure prayers I think I have heard.
God is ever drawing us after Him. We need only to seek Him and then follow; in this all is found to be and truly is well.
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