Saturday, February 7, 2009
Yesterday morning, The Professor gifted me with an extra hour of sleep. Just as I stirred awake, the wails of my 22-month-old son jolted me into the upright position. Pickle loves his Daddy, but there are some mornings when all he wants and needs can be found only in the arms of his mommy.
I didn't need to see my toddler to know that he was furiously pounding both of his small fists against my bedroom door with as much force as he could muster. Not more than a second after I opened the door, Pickle collapsed his red, wet and plump cheeks against my chest and quickly sucked air back into his exhausted lungs.
He was neither injured nor in danger. A nutritious breakfast filled his belly, and his diaper was dry...yet still he ached to be in my arms. Yesterday morning, my son was desperate for me.
As I cradled and kissed the little boy whose arms clung around my neck, I silently asked my Heavenly Father this rhetorical question.
"This is what you want from me, isn't it?"
The answer...affirmative. God wants His children to continually seek Him with fervent passion...to yearn for what only He can offer...not because He needs this from us, but because He desires for us to have the very best.
Too often I allow the circumstances of daily life to shift my focus from Jesus. Too often I take His presence in my heart for granted. Today, I am once again desperate for Him. Today, I pray that I never stop craving for that which is found only in Him.
How lovely is your dwelling place,O Lord of Heaven’s Armies. I long, yes, I faint with longing to enter the courts of the Lord. Psalm 84:1-2
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