A blazingly bright moon flooded the predawn landscape.
I was drawn to my earphones and Selah and Celtic Woman and Susan Boyle--videos of You Raise Me Up and Amazing Grace and I Dreamed a Dream.
Every time I stopped to get another cup of coffee, I wondered:
Why don't we love God more?
Why is it such effort to find Him in this world of busy and dazzle?I thought about what it must be like for God, watching us meet another day, looking for our acknowledgement of all that surrounds us in beauty and intricacy and wonder, waiting for our nod of His Presence, a thanks for our blessings.
In the pause I gave Him this morning--that is, I paused to respond to the call to listen--a blazingly bright Love flooded the predawn landscape (of my soul).
Why don't I love God more?
Why do I let busy and dazzle make it such an effort to find Him?No beating myself up this morning to find those answers. I let Tender be my food for strength as I listened to voices and words and notes and remembered:
I love Him so.Thank you, God, for the reminder. It was such a blessing to meet Tender this morning.
