God has an amazing persistence about Him. He never gives up on a single member of His flock. Every curl, every hoof, every snout is accounted for among the billions that meander on Earth’s landscape.
He does whatever is necessary to get our attention. Especially for those that seek him out in the filmy, foggy distance.
He’s a light amid the bustling insanity of humanity. He lights our way and seeks us out among the rest.
Not that I dare think I am better than any other breathing human upon this Earth. I just happen to be one of the throng that seeks out a personal relationship with Him. He is my friend, my lover, my groom, my master.
Yes, I do fail Him in every aspect of those relationships, but He already knows that and loves me anyway. He’s every present, ever faithful to His word. What’s there not to love about a God that loves each of us unconditionally? It’s an awesome love filled with Grace and Mercy.
Now, I have to be obedient to His edicts.
Now, before you stop reading and start thinking about the ten commandments. This isn’t that type of blog.
Christ is a good shepherd. The best. He knows the individual needs and burdens of each of His beloved. He knows that I have my uniquely tailored demons that need to be slain.
He’s telling me to write more, and persistently. To keep moving forward, word by word. So, that means more blogs coming down the pike. My dedication is every other day. Perhaps my voice will leave a mark, a resonance to someone else’s soul. I have no idea. I just have to obey and do what I am being asked to do over and over again.
See, that’s how God works. He’s persistent. And, I feel like God is telling me to post more on this blog, to write more. Lots more. Maybe it’s for my own therapy, a touchstone for my sanity, to allay by anxiety and depression. Or, maybe it’s for the readers.
I only need to obey. God’s will is far reaching and when we are told to act there is a ring effect reaching every corner.
Second, it’s time to start exercising. No kidding, right? It’s not like every doctor or study would dictate the same, but it’s paramount for me. God is nagging me to start. Not that I am unhealthy, besides my anxiety disorder and my heart palpitations, I am very healthy. The exercise is to keep me that way, or who knows.
All I know is I can’t keep ignoring the ways in which God is persistently filling my head with writing, reading and exercising. He’s taking that big Michelangelian finger and pointing me into those directions.
Perhaps that path will lead me out of this anxious and depressive funk, or to more. Only He knows. Either way, I know I am seen, I am loved, and I am cared for, and my duty is to obey.
Hears to a more obedient day.
28 He replied, “Blessed rather are those who hear the word of God and obey it.”
11 For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.