Wednesday, August 03, 2011

He Speaks To Me Everywhere

God wants us to know Him.  To know Him personally and to know about Him.  What person in love doesn’t want to spend time with his or her soulmate, learning everything they can about them?  Really knowing someone goes way beyond a casual acquaintance.  It’s knowing them and everything about them.  What makes them tick.  Their past, their sense of humor, their interests.  Their quirks and idiosyncracies.  Their passions.  When we get to this point in relationship with God we are getting close to the soul-mate relationship for which He created us.
Through an ongoing relationship we get to know God and to grow in our knowing.  No matter where we are in our faith journey, each day can bring new discoveries and insights about Him.  We can know Him better today than we did yesterday.
Life with God is a life of anticipation and expectation.  "Abundant life," Jesus called it. A reason to get up in the morning.  A reason to get up early.  A reason to be alert, to stay engaged, to participate!  A reason to not deaden our senses with drugs or alcohol.  A reason to pay attention, to take notes, to journal.  A reason to pray, to study, to ask questions.  And permission to sleep at night, knowing that your day was not spent in vain… for you know God just a little bit better.

And it’s not just physical, measurable things that give testimony to the attributes of God.  The unseen also does.  Migration patterns of birds.  Laughter.  Emotions.  The dance of honey bees about their hive.  Gravity.  Heat.  Wind.  Sounds and smells.  Interactions between children at play.  “How little of creation,” Philip Yancey remarks, “do we humans understand, much less control:  the wonders of instinctual behavior, the rhythms of nature that go on whether any humans observe them or not, the comparative smallness of human beings” (Rumors of Another World).

This is my Father’s world,
And to my listn’ning ears
All nature sings, and round me rings
The music of the spheres.
This is my Fathers world;
I rest me in the thought
Of rocks and trees, of skies and seas--
His hand the wonders wrought.
This is my Father’s world.
The birds their carols raise;
The morning light, the lily white
Declare their Maker’s praise.
This is my Father’s world.
He shines in all that’s fair;
In the rustling grass I hear Him pass;
He speaks to me ev’rywhere.
This is my Father’s world.
Oh, let me ne’er forget
That though the wrong seems oft so strong,
God is the Ruler yet.
"He speaks to me everywhere." God has placed each of us in "rustling grass" fields filled with spiritually-significant truths, hoping that we’ll see them.  My fields happen to be patient rooms, medical journals, flower beds, and a precious Haitian island. Wherever your fields, be on the lookout! Clues and evidence of our amazing Creator are all around.

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