Today I treated myself to one of my favorite activities: Breakfast. All by myself. I gather up my Bible, notebook and earphones. It’s glorious to have a yummy breakfast and time with my thoughts.
I am at one of my favorite diners in town. The food is what you would expect from a local diner but I love the atmosphere of this 100 year-old-home-turned-diner. I come fairly often, usually with my family. Across the restaurant sits an elderly couple who look like they just stepped off the plane from old Russia. She has a bright turquoise-colored kerchief on her head, old worn coat, plump rosy cheeks, long blond hair, a sparkle in her eyes behind her old-thin-rimmed glasses, and a beautiful smile. Her husband has a small black, sailor-looking, cap with well-earned silver strands of hair peeking around the edges. They look very happy and content and I can’t help but smile when I see them.
Next to me is a young family enjoying a morning out together. The youngest, maybe a year old, is letting everyone know he is here. He keeps turning around and looking at me. I wave and smile and I get a two-tooth grin in return. We keep this game up for 20-30 minutes.
All different nationalities, ages and income levels are here. Empty nesters who appear to have managed their money well, blue-collar workers, a young couple who exchange pleasantries but don’t seem very happy, another young couple of Native American descent sharing the largest cinnamon roll you have every seen and chatting excitedly with each other, a few older ladies with a young child with one lady who appears to have special needs, and a mother with her young-adult daughter enjoying a morning together. Finally there’s a young mom with her 2 or 3 year-old daughter. They are giggling and playing adorable games with their Dum-Dums suckers, and rubbing noses then showing off brightly colored tongues left by the suckers. This makes me laugh.
It is such a enjoyable moment. I sit here and think of how much God loves each of these people. Every one is so completely different, yet each one is loved the same. This is a joy-filled moment: to stop and marvel at how much God adores each of these people and longs to be intimate with each person. He desires that every single, beautifully-created person not perish but live in eternity with Him. Every single one of these people are made in His image – a reflection of who He is. I can see how amazing each person is!
While I admire the goodness of God, the beauty of His creation, and the incredible love He has for all, I am also grieved at the reality that the majority of people on this earth will not taste the goodness of the Lord. They will refuse His love and spend eternity apart from the great I AM.
Many will acknowledge there is a God, even believe in Jesus, but few will know, love, obey and follow Him. I have such a strong sense that God longs to sweep each individual up in His arms, whisper in their ears, “Love Me. Follow Me.” and hold them close. In reality He has done this already, but most of us have grown dull in our hearing and we don’t realize what He has provided for us, and freely given.
There are so many blessings to following Christ, but even without any blessings and promises, He is worthy of our love and adoration because He FIRST LOVED US.
Over and over again God has proven that when I take time to be still and to focus on Him >>>> it is those moments that I can hear His voice and feel His heart the most.
Will you take time today to BE STILL and let Him remind you that you truly are a treasure and that He loves you very, very much?