Monday, March 23, 2009

Seeking the Son


From the time I left the womb I have been extremely independent. I don't see it as a bad thing. However, with independence comes pride. Kind of the tragic flaw of it all. This weekend God reminded me that it's okay to be dependent. 

My friend, Alyssa and I went for a relaxing run on Saturday. It was the first t-shirt weather day in March. Summer is almost here friends! Anyways, I'm a visual person and God speaks to me a lot through visual metaphors. Alyssa was moving some plants from the cool darkness of the shade on her steps to the warm light of the sun. One of the plants was physically leaning away from the house and into the sun. It was growing this way. The plant knows that it needs the sun and seeks it out. Like a child, the plant isn't worried about what will happen tomorrow. It finds what it needs day to day. 

Seeing this plant reminded me that God takes care of the lilies and the sparrows. He surely will take care of His children even more. Why spend time and energy worrying about what may never come? I know that I, and I'm sure others, need to learn how to live in the moment a little more. To forget all other distractions and seek out God's light. To find comfort that the darkness will not last and that we have friends who will guide us back to God's light and warmth and love. To loose our pride and be obedient and learn to depend on others, especially God. Let Him be your source of strength. See His light through the darkness that tries to hide it.

This weekend's sermon was about realizing how much God loves us. We've all made mistakes and often times there are people who remind us of what we've done. The good news is that God loves us way beyond our sins. He doesn't criticize us. We do that to ourselves. Never feeling like we're worthy enough. Jesus covers our sins and God loves us beyond and through them. There is nothing we can say or do to make God love us any more or any less. I pray that you find comfort in that and like a plant seek the son.

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