Today I went for a hike in the hills behind my house. I brought my Bible and set out to get a little physical and spiritual exercise. I have not been doing much of either lately, and it shows! I have been allowing my relationship with God to slip a little -but I'm working on spending time with Him daily. My short term goal is every day for 1 week.
I hiked for about 30 minutes and then looked for a place to sit quietly and listen to what God has to say to me. I found a spot, sat down and waited. I didn't hear anything except the birds, the sound of the wind blowing the leaves on the trees, and the scurry of a rabbit, squirrel or mouse in the dry brush. But that was OK - I don't command God to speak to me-He speaks when He is good and ready. I felt His presence in the stillness and quietness, though. I pictured him sitting next to me, no words needed. His child wants to spend time with Him. I wonder if God feels like a parent with teenagers - that unexplained joy that floods over them when their teen acknowledges them, and wants to just hang together. It's such a rare occurrence, but one that is cherished. Today, I felt cherished, in the still, quiet places of my heart. And for that I am grateful.
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