With love not obligation. I've heard my grandmother say, "I don't want you to visit me out of obligation; I want you to want to be here." It's not out of obligation that I love being with her, my grandmother that is. It's time that makes my heart sing. It's a joy for me to laugh loudly with her.
Is this how Jesus loves me to sit at his feet? Laughing in abundance, sometimes with no reason. Crying as we talk about things that break our hearts or remembering events that deeply impacted us. This image settles well with me. It provides peace to a somewhat stormy life I live or predicaments I find myself in...
Yet the question remains..."Why does my heart struggle or why do the shadows come? God's eyes are on the sparrow and I can trust he cares for me." In the day to day, the shadows seem bigger than I can possibly endure. Finding comfort in reclining at the feet of Jesus is just that...a moment of lightening the burden. Hopefully moving toward trading my burden for grace and mercy.
It sounds like a simple equation for spiritual health yet it quickly resembles a cross. Again the cross to carry that can be eased at the feet of God, reclined before my enemies. Let us draw near out of love not obligation to the throne of God. For there he can offer redemption, healing and companionship to the loneliest of hearts.
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