When I first came back to my faith I felt God literally beside me at all times. He was so close. I felt ashamed at times because I didn't so much have faith as I knew God was was there. He spoke to me in so many ways. It was exciting and I felt so special, it was dizzying. I literally could not wait to pray to see what would happen, what I would discover, how I would feel. I guess this is a bit like what it's like when you fall in love. I was zealous for God at this time and would put myself in crazy situations without a care. I felt Gods love and wanted everyone to feel that love, especially those who were feeling so unloved. I knew Gods love was eternal and stronger than any human love. His is a love that burns away the scabs that we accumulate in life. I was like growing a whole new skin, alive and tingly, not hard and deadened. I was open finally to love.
As time went on I got so used to being able to reach out to God and find Him there that I reached out less and less and got caught up more and more in the world. We still occasionally danced together in prayer but less and less often. At times I would panic and work really hard at my prayer life to regain that feeling of closeness and have some success. I see now that I wanted less to get to know myself better and grow in my relationship to God and more that I liked that feeling of being special and different, and honestly somehow better than everyone else. God had chosen me, I should be special right?
Now it harder, I know He is there but we no longer dance in prayer. I have to learn to love Him and not the feelings. I have to grow in faith and not seek to be special. I have to do the hard work of being one of his children. He chooses each of us everyone is called, we have to follow.
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