Sunday, February 13, 2011

I Spy God

I was watching a movie called August Rush(2007).  It's about a little boy who was given up for adoption against his mother's knowledge.  Even though many years had passed, the boy knew that one day he would find his mother and father again.  Both his parents were gifted musicians and the boy not knowing them always felt that one day music was going to bring them all together again.  He heard music where ever he went and in everything he experienced.  He felt that if he followed the music it would eventually bring him to his parents - it would eventually bring him home.
Several years back, Kay Arthur, a renown Christian author, spoke at Biola University, my alma-mater.  She challenged the audience to recognize the reality of God - His omnipotence, His omnipresence, His magnificence.  She related this concept to a child's game called "I Spy".  In a sense, it was seeing God in our everyday experience - not in a "new age" kind of way - but in understanding His very existence in our lives - being fully aware of Him in our lives.

When my daughter's play, I spy God in their laughter.  He has blessed me with them.  He has blessed us with joy.  He has blessed us with health.  When I sit in my living room, I spy God.  He has blessed me with a dwelling place, a shelter.   When I see the trees swaying in the wind, I spy God.  Even the trees recognize their creator and lift their branches heavenward and praise Him - and so I am also moved to praise Him.  He has blessed us with the beauty that surrounds us.  When I visit my dad, I spy God.  He has blessed me and my dad with another day.  He has blessed me with peace.  He has blessed me with salvation.

Like August's concept of music, God is ever present.  He is the music that eventually leads us home.  His thoughts of me are numerous and it overwhelms me (Psalms 139).  He is my God and I am His.  I can rest in this fact that His ever present love is never ending and His mercies are new every morning.  We just need to hear Him - see Him every day, every minute, and every where.  He stands at the doors of our hearts, knocking and waiting for an invitation to come in - to fellowship with us - to know Him.  Yes, I am overwhelmed by God.... He is my God and I am His.

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