Several times a day I might notice a bird
or the sky or like yesterday,
the most amazing magnolia bloom I could barely see just above the fence top.
I’ll pause and just get quiet, my eyes and my soul resting.
Sometimes though, I just rush about frustrated or pitiful, one extreme or the other, angst and longing.
Then I notice the sky. The vastness of empty space, yet fullness of God and I’m better then, more myself with God.
I’m always better in the moment of pausing to look towards sky.
I think maybe it’s my age the way I intentionally, perhaps accidentally notice God.
Maybe I am “the crazy bird lady” my daughter loves to call me.
Or maybe not, because she notices too now, and tells me about her red bird appearing outside the tall, curtain drawn farmhouse windows
following her as she moves from room to room to front porch.
Or maybe, just maybe I’m in the presence of God more clearly, not because He hasn’t been there all along, but
Because I’m okay with Him seeing me.
I’m not as often compelled to hide from the God who sees me.
Waiting to be seen, asking where are you?
Lisa, why try to hide?
You’re seen, you’re known, you’re loved despite your attempts to hide. You’re not hidden in the overgrowth, no need for that, listen, look…I’m here.
And they heard the sound of the Lord God, walking in the garden in the cool of the day, and the man and his wife hid themselves from the presence of the Lord God among the trees in the garden. But, the Lord called…where are you?
Linking up with Jennifer Dukes Lee to tell His story.
5 thoughts on “Seeing, Being Seen”
It appears we both got in the moment today.
My favorite place to be.
Hi! I’m your neighbor over at #TellHisStory this week. Yes! It is so good to be okay with HIM seeing us. But I want to be more available to HIS callings, and not run the other way when I think He might speak something I don’t wish to hear! Thank you for sharing these precious reminders today! –Blessings to you!
“…from one extreme to the other…” – Yes, this is my life sometimes, and when I desperately long for quiet and can’t seem to get any of it, I am in the season of trying to be thankful where I am, instead of murmur and complain under my breath.Your post was a breath of fresh air for this tired mama! God bless you, Lisa!
Your Neighbor @ #TellHisStory
Thank you so much! My children are now adults, sigh…enjoy, enjoy!