Today is Wednesday, October 21st, 2009; Karen's Korner #1678
From Max Lucado taken from "Just like Jesus":
Letting God Love You
"My daughters are too old for this now, but when they were young--crib-size and diaper-laden--I would come home, shout their names, and watch them run to me with extended arms and squealing voices. For the next few moment we would speak the language of love. We'd roll on the floor, gobble bellies, and tickle tummies and laugh and play.
"We delighted in each other's presence. They made no requests to me, with the exception of 'Let's play, Daddy.' And I made no demands of them, except, 'Don't hit Daddy with the hammer.'
"My kids let me love them.
"But suppose my daughters had approached me as we often approach God, "Hey, Dad, glad you're home. Here is what I want. More toys. More candy. And can we go to Disneyland this summer?'
"'Whoa,' I would have wanted to say. 'I'm not a waiter, and this isn't a restaurant. I'm your father and this is our house. Why don't you just climb up on Daddy's lap and let me tell you how much I love you?'
"Ever thought God might want to do the same with you? Oh, he wouldn't say that to me. He wouldn't? Then to whom was he speaking when he said, 'I have loved you with an everlasing love' (Jeremiah 31:3 NIV)? Was he playing games when said, 'Nothing.....will ever be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ.' (Romans 8:39)? Buried in the seldom-quarried mines of the minor prophets is this jewel:
"'The Lord your God is with you;
the mighty One will save you.
He will rejoice over you. You will rest in his love;
he will sing and be joyful about you.'
(Zephaniah 3:17)
"Note who is active and who is passive. Who is singing, and who is resting? Who is rejoicing over his loved one, and who is being rejoiced over?
"We tend to think we are the singers and God is the 'singee'. Most certainly that is often the case. But apparently there are times when God wishes we would just be still and (what a stunning thought!) let him sing over us.
"I can see you squirming. You say you aren't worthy of such affection? Neither was Judas, but Jesus washed his feet. Neither was Peter, but Jesus fixed him breakfast. Neither were the Emmaus-bound disciples, but Jesus took time to sit at their table.
"Besides, who are we to determine if we are worthy? Our job is simply to be still long enough to let him have us and let him love us."
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