Well it's been a more than a week since I've been in India, and the Lord has already started to do great things in my life and the lives of others. I was sitting outside the other day by myself thinking and praying and listening to anything God had to tell me. Sitting alone my mind started to wander and I began to think of home and my family, and I began to think a lot about my dad and how much I missed him. Then a memory came across my mind from when I was really little.
I can remember when my dad used to get home from work when I was young and I would be so excited that he was home. I would stop whatever I was doing and I would run into the living room and jump into his arms and he'd hold me for a minute or two.
I was always so overjoyed when my dad would arrive because I loved him so much and I just wanted to be around him. I looked forward to the time I got to spend with him and there was no doubt in my mind that he loved me and loved to be around me as well. It's a great memory and I still love my dad so much although I don't go running when he get's home from work now. (I would probably break his back.)
While thinking about this, I felt God saying that he desires that kind of relationship with me. He wants me to be excited to come into his presence and to talk to him and hear him speak. He longs to have a deep meaningful relationship with me. I never really thought about God in that way. I have heard over and over that he is our father, but this made it so much more personal.
Why don't we get excited to meet with our father. Why don't we stop what we are doing, forget about our plans and race into his arms. Why don't we feel joy just to be in his presence. As great as my earthly father is, no father can ever compare to our heavenly father. Over the next four months I hope to get into a lifelong habit of sitting in my fathers presence and letting go of anything that may hinder that. Please keep us in your prayers and help God to be our focus so that we can love others with the love he has given us!
"It is good to praise the Lord and make music to your name, O Most High, to proclaim your love in the morning and your faithfulness at night, to the music of the ten-stringed lyre and the melody of the harp. For you make me glad by your deeds, O Lord; I sing for joy at the works of your hands. How great are your works, O Lord, how profound your thoughts! Psalm 92: 1-5
Hannah
