I hope I never forget my first date with my wife. It was forty-five years ago and my memory isn’t what it once was. It’s a memory I never want to lose. It was so magical. We talked, a lot, we laughed and had a great time. I remember thinking this girl is pretty and funny and interesting, and most importantly, I think she might like me. For me, it was love at first sight, just like in the movies. I remember that I wanted to spend ever possible moment with this girl, for the rest of my life.
Encountering God is something like that. After I get over the fact that He is so awesome and that I am so unworthy of Him, I begin to get a glimmer that He might just like me. I think we overemphasize the universal nature of God’s love and forget the very personal nature of it. Sure He loves the world, but He loves me. He wants a relationship with me.
We begin to realize that encountering God is so much more than an obligation. It is something we seek and want like air and water. It is completely essential to life and completely satisfying of every need. It becomes something we never tire of. It never bores. It is an adventure that is eternal. We never completely understand how it is possible and we mourn for those who don’t have it or even understand it.
It’s life.
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