You do not realize that you would have broken down under the weight of your cares but for the renewing time with Me. It is not what I say, it is I, Myself. It is not the hearing Me so much as the being in My Presence. The strengthening and curative powers of this you cannot know. Such knowledge is beyond your human reckoning. -- "God Calling," February 14
Hope must be the most transitory of all our gifts, I'm thinking. I read the above paragraph this morning and felt such hope...hope that that is true!...and realized that that's pretty much what I feel every year when I read it. And every year I ponder it and realize its truth.
Reading "It is not the hearing Me so much as the being in My Presence," always sends a thrill to my innards. I realize like its news again that the best thing I do each day is simply make myself available to the God of my understanding.
In truth, sometimes I get a blinding flash of the obvious, sometimes I just rehash my latest pet peeve...catch myself and bring my thoughts back to him with my "thank you."
Pondering this, I see that it may not be hope, it may be relief that I feel! For I think again of my morning time with God. I see me with my thoughts haring off after Gertrude and his latest folly, and my reining those thoughts in and bringing them back to "thank you," and feeling a little glow for remembering. There. That is the proof that just "being in My presence" is enough.
God is always on the job whether we know it or not.
Thank you.
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