by Charlotte O
1 Lord, you have seen what is in my heart.
My apartment complex has a security guard, or I should say three security guards who have rotating shifts so that there is always someone on duty. Now what those duties actually are, I’m somewhat unsure of; but they are probably posted somewhere in Chinese. They range from buzzing guests in and receiving the mail, to mopping the floor and sometimes even helping take out the garbage. I don’t actually know their Chinese names either, but in my mind, I refer to them as “The Talkative one”, “The Kind one” and “The Lazy one”. The talkative one loves to chat with me about the weather, and as far as I can tell, he’s up on all the neighborhood gossip. He can be helpful sometimes, but is often somewhat distracted. The kind one has helped me on a number of occasions, such as when I locked myself out of my apartment (top 10 in single people’s worst fears), and never fails to open the door for me when I’m coming home with my arms full of groceries. He’s a kind, elderly man who does his job, though I don’t know how “safe” I’d feel if someone bad was trying to get into the building… The third one, well, his title is self-explanatory. I’ve rarely see him do anything but sleep, and even when he’s awake, never smiles or replies to my greetings, and I doubt he’d even open the door for his own grandmother.
Ok, well maybe I’m getting a little hyperbolic in my descriptions, but I got to thinking the other day, that these men (especially the “talkative one”) do observe my going out and coming in, and probably know my regular routine better than anyone, especially since, for most of the day, they don’t have anything better to do!
The God I have experienced in my life leads and guides and speaks.
I think if we really took the above verses to heart, it would give us pause. We have a God who wants to be present in every facet of our lives. He’s not waiting in our churches for us to show up on Sunday mornings. He is watching and waiting. He’s calling. But so often we act as though God is in a position similar to that of my security guards. Maybe he likes to be involved sometimes, and we can meet him during certain “mountaintop” moments when he feels like coming for a chat, but can he really be trusted? Or maybe we view him as the kindly old man who might try his best to help us sometimes, but really doesn’t have much power. Or maybe your experience of God thus far has been more like the third example. Maybe you’ve been wondering why he can’t be bothered to show up and help you, or whether he even cares.
These ‘gods’ couldn’t be further from the God of the Bible who loves with an everlasting love, fights for his people, and brings the dead back to life. The God I have experienced in my life leads and guides and speaks. How would your life, your day, your next hour be different if you really acknowledged the reality of God’s presence, his knowledge of your actions and your heart? Maybe it’s more comfortable for us to pretend God is one of the above caricatures who isn’t paying close attention because we don’t want to admit that we need to change. I want the promise of God’s presence to be a source of courage and comfort, and maybe that means I need to remind myself of it every time I walk past that security desk.
What can you do to be more connected to God in the every day?
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