A journey of intent and care, finding the energy for our calling and the heart to follow.
06 January 2012
God, the Bluebird and Me
I'm sure people often wonder why I am so obsessed with God, with chasing Him, with figuring things out about Him.
It is because I think I have discovered something about intimacy with Him.
Though not particularly a bird-watcher, I have always had a thing for bluebirds. I am mesmerized by that color. It must have been 1980-something when I was walking through our neighborhood and saw a bluebird atop a small utility pole right beside the road. We literally stared at each other until I got by him and I said out loud, "What?" [Like, what are you saying to me? ] Really? I just talked to a bluebird? But I pondered it.
I began to notice that often when I was pondering a deep truth I was learning about God, a bluebird would cross my path, almost like an encouragment to keep thinking in that direction. It happened in a way so timely that I couldn't attribute it to chance. So I jumped into the intimacy arena, choosing to believe that God wants that kind of relationship with each of us.
Many years have passed. Other intimacies have sprung up, so that nearly everyday there seems a moment where some "knowing" passes between us. Isn't that what we all yearn for--to be known by someone in a way so dear that every day has heartwarming potential for us to feel significant?
His intimacy with us is only as great as we want it to be. I believe it is ours for the taking.