I’ve been missing God lately. Missing his glory. I haven’t chosen very often to look for it, or allow myself to see it. I haven’t taken much time to bask in his creation, or wander through his Word… or even sit down and talk with him. I haven’t asked him questions, or allowed myself to listen to His answers. And I’m sorry.
Life certainly loses its colour when we replace the adoration of God with other things, whether it be worry, stress, or the idol-worship of a person, church, or thing. There are so many times I’ve failed to put God first, and I need to keep re-learning how to surrender to the correct source.
At the moment I’m reading a book that’s captured me completely. Like a warm, sweet hot cocoa, I want to wrap my hands around it in the cold of life and not let go. Its words are starting to soften the edges of my bitterness and draw me closer to the true God again…
Here’s an excerpt:
“…whether I’m conscious of it or not, any created thing of which I am amazed, it is the glimpse of His face to which I bow down. Do I have eyes to see it’s Him and not the thing? Do I have eyes to see His face in all things so I’m not merely dazzled by the trinket, glitzy bauble dangling for the ogling, till it flakes and breaks and I strain for more to lie prostrate before?” (Ann Voskamp, One Thousand Gifts)
So many times I’m seduced by the snare of cheap imitations. Side-swiped by the things that look like God, but are just pointing me to Him, if that. I am lured by the “glitzy bauble”, then thrown, again. I miss Him, so often. I miss the creator of the trinkets – the One who is above all the best, and most beautiful objects of my affection. And I forget that lying prostrate before Him is what I truly need. What will truly satisfy.
I’m so sorry, God, for allowing myself to wander once more, when I have all I need in You. Lord, teach me again what it means to worship you, adore you, lay my whole life at your feet – and stumble into your arms again. You are enough, and always will be.
“One thing I ask from the Lord,
this only do I seek:
that I may dwell in the house of the Lord
all the days of my life,
to gaze on the beauty of the Lord
and to seek him in his temple.” (Psalm 27:4)