Admittedly, it's been good spending time with Him that I hadn't been doing consistently.
Only when I've stopped more and turned to Christ Jesus in crisis-mode is when I realized He was really waiting right there for me all along.
Today I learned that as He is in heaven, so am I right now. God help me...help us all...
So this morning as I climbed higher and higher, looking down to avoid snakes that weren't there -- I looked up and thought of that song, "I go to the Rock..."
Looks like it's based on Psalm 61:
And it reminded me of all those times Jesus would just break away from the pressing crowd and climb higher and higher up a mountain to talk with God the Father.
Sometimes He'd spend the night up there.
"Weren't You worried about bugs?" I asked Him this morning, able to talk to Him like a friend about the silliest of most-human concerns.
Eventually He directed my gaze across the mist-covered valley, and brought me down safely and showed me a bridge that I didn't know existed so close to my home.
I made a mental note to come back when it's sunny to get a clearer view. But that time in the misty rain was just what I needed. A fill up.
It's beautiful -- and it's more than any human being could ever give me.
Forgive me, God, for looking for it there.
Only when I've stopped more and turned to Christ Jesus in crisis-mode is when I realized He was really waiting right there for me all along.
Today I learned that as He is in heaven, so am I right now. God help me...help us all...
So this morning as I climbed higher and higher, looking down to avoid snakes that weren't there -- I looked up and thought of that song, "I go to the Rock..."
Looks like it's based on Psalm 61:
Lead me to the rock
that is higher than I,
for you have been my refuge,
a strong tower against the enemy.
that is higher than I,
for you have been my refuge,
a strong tower against the enemy.
And it reminded me of all those times Jesus would just break away from the pressing crowd and climb higher and higher up a mountain to talk with God the Father.
Sometimes He'd spend the night up there.
"Weren't You worried about bugs?" I asked Him this morning, able to talk to Him like a friend about the silliest of most-human concerns.
Eventually He directed my gaze across the mist-covered valley, and brought me down safely and showed me a bridge that I didn't know existed so close to my home.
I made a mental note to come back when it's sunny to get a clearer view. But that time in the misty rain was just what I needed. A fill up.
It's beautiful -- and it's more than any human being could ever give me.
Forgive me, God, for looking for it there.
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