I finished my breakfast of eggs and avocado, a bowl of yogurt, took another sip of coffee, and just sat for a minute, looking out the window.
What shall I do now?
An hour and a half until I leave for the appointment.
Do I clean some things out of the fridge? Work on the magazine article? Pull some weeds out of the garden while the soil is wet and loose?
Then the words came to mind, to heart.
“Be still and know that I am God.”
Dear child, you don’t have to do anything. I love you now.
Yes, God, I know but I should. . .
I have to. . .
I want to _____ more.
I want to be more ______.
Beware the “more,” child. Hush for a minute and listen to Me. I love you before all that, despite all that, regardless of all that.
I love you simply because you are Mine.
That I get. I have kids. We have been up, down, over, and through some tough stuff with those kids. And despite all the stuff that was less than perfect, I love those kids almost beyond my comprehension. Simply because they are mine.
I know no matter what happens today, at the end of the day, my love for them will be the same as it was in the beginning.
And so it is with God.
How blessed are we that we should be called children of God.