A glance into the mirror and I remember how simple I am.
Just a fumbling girl with no special attributes and little to recommend me. And
yet, I cannot make myself ignore God calling out to me from all directions.
Me: I´m just a very simple girl, Father God. Why do you
desire me so intently?
God: Actually…I´m simple too.
Me: You? No. If you were simple, more people would
understand you.
God: No, truly, I am not complicated. When things don´t make
sense or when you feel far from me, you conclude that I must be complicated.
But I am not...I am simply deep. People complicate me…the truth of me. They too
often confuse my depth with complexity. I am actually very simple.
I sink into musing, for how God has just defined Himself to
me is new.
God is Love. He wants simple things...He wants me to know
true Love.
His Love—not complicated, just deep.
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