DEAR GOD...

Sometimes it is good to just write a dear God letter, kind of like what David did in the Psalms. This is mine for today. If you decide to write your own I would love to read it!

Dear God of the Universe, my Heavenly Father, I just want you to know how wonderful I think you are!

You are like royalty except more majestic than any kings or queens or ruling powers that  have ever ruled. If I were to meet such reigning powers today, I would be in awe of such a historical day in my life. I would try to get a picture of me with such famous people and get autographs that would hold value because they were written with the hand of a powerful person. I would hang on to every word that was spoken, especially the words spoken to me. And then I would journal everything about my encounter and tell all my friends and family about my day.

And yet I was in the presence of the Almighty God today because I know His Son Jesus personally. Did I shiver with excitement and anticipation? Did I realize Heavenly Royalty wanted to speak with me today? Did I listen for His words and write them down and tell everyone how incredible it was to commune with the God who created everything, who designed a sacrificial plan so that I could become a part of His family?

Or was the Famous One too familiar in my mind, as though I have known Him so long and well that surely He has nothing more to teach me. Or perhaps to me He was not familiar enough and I failed to realize that He is not just a Deity who makes news and rules the universe and has no idea of who I am.

That Someone with such great fame and notoriety should know me better than my mother or spouse, that Someone who spends each and every day keeping the earth in orbit and rescuing lives should even know my name, let alone my pain or joys or needs--it is mind numbing.

And yet I can dismiss His presence in my life so quickly, like a light switch that I can turn on or off or like the fading of the sun when storm clouds roll in.

Oh Famous One, I beg you to remind me continually to rejoice in who you are and what you have done, to teach me of the depth and width of your love, and to compel me to declare your fame loudly from the rooftops until the day you let me see your face. Don't let me turn off the light switch. Don't let the storm clouds shroud my view of you.

Dear God of the Universe, my Heavenly Father, I want you to know how wonderful I think you are!