This is a short post from her blog from years ago ...
“Don't you see Me watching you?” He asks, His laughter thinly veiled. I feel simultaneous terror, exhilaration, and amused. He is funny…and watchful. Something He once told me is ringing in my ears…”I’ve known you forever.” Suddenly I feel so seen. He is a witness to my entire life, from the knitting of my bones to my tiniest discontentment, my most secret joy. How strange and beautiful to be seen, to be watched, to be witnessed.
I am more naked than I understand. Even my skin doesn’t come between my God and me, nor does the rib cage around my heart. No. He is, I am, and we are. I am a pulsing vein, and He is lifegiving, oxygen-supplying Blood. I breathe the air of heaven in His whispers.
And everywhere I look He winks at me.
WOW! Right?
I am amazed at the gifts she has. For me, it's easier to see God's hand at work in gifts I don't have. Not only can't I write like this, I can't even think like this until God puts someone like Audrey in front of me. I'm not envious of her writing ability but I'm envious of her ability to see Christ in such a vivid way. I want that.
Precious Lord,
Thank you for the gifts you have given me: mercy, service, encouragement. You have given me so much but still I pray today that you open the eyes of my heart more. I want to see you in all of creation and praise you with every pulse of my veins. I want to see you wink at me everywhere I go. I want to please you and praise you and share you in everything I do.
I love you. Amen.
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