Have you noticed how after you hear a word or phrase for the first time, you start to hear it over and over again in various conversations? Well, this happened to me the other day. Only, I have heard the Word before. It just seems like this time, the Word keeps appearing in increasing frequencies, to the point I find myself seeking It out at every opportunity.
I look back on the days after my marriage to Doug ended (yesterday would have been our 10 year wedding anniversary) and I remember reading the Psalms everynight before I went to sleep, closing my eyes with the feeling Christ Himself had rocked me to sleep. I don’t know what happened to this routine or the feeling. Perhaps He fell asleep. Or maybe I haven’t woken up from my slumber.
I just know this feeling started to occur after I sold my favorite Bible at a yard sale. This was somewhat accidental…I didn’t realize it had been put out with my other books until a nice lady asked how much I wanted for it. At first I balked, but an inner voice told me she needed it more than I did at this time, not to worry, I’ll get another Bible to replace this one. So I sold it to her for $1. That was four years ago; I haven’t read the Bible since.
I am hungry for some faith right now, something solid in my life, something steady. I think God hears the hunger rumbles and is reaching out to me. I think He inserts Himself into my daily conversations because He is trying to wake me up. I liken this situation I am experiencing to the one of being a kid and waking up to the smell of bacon and pancakes on Saturday morning (mmm…that hasn’t happened in a very long time. That sounds so delicious right about now! I am so hungry, I would devour every last morsel of that hearty and rich breakfast.)
Yes, that sounds so delicious right about now.
God, I need You.
