“You will seek Me and find Me, when you seek Me with all your heart.”
Jeremiah 29:13
As I get older I find myself sometimes slipping. It’s not that I love Him less… or love other things more. I just… stop seeking… Stagnant…?
Stagnant: stag-nant; adjective
1. not flowing or running, as water, air, etc.
2. stale or foul from standing, as a pool of water.
3. characterized by lack of development, advancement, or progressive movement…
4. inactive, sluggish, or dull.
Wow. Dull. A word that shouldn’t describe a relationship with a Daddy this big. Also one that I wouldn’t want to describe me…
As I layed in my bed, praying and pondering these things, I was scared. Did I put Him aside. Did I put something, someone, above Him?
Not quite… I heard.
I thought of my life. All of it. At least my recent life. The things of now. Spring semester. A summer of insanity. A fast fall… I thought about this year. Things happened. I grew… Three seasons have passed… but somehow I was stuck in just one. A season of… growth. Growth? Me?
I asked for it. I thank Him for it. The growth came from smile and tears, triumphs and failures, contentment and inconvenience. I asked for it all. I welcomed it. I still welcomed it.
This isn’t a time of stagnant. This isn’t a time of leaving or dropping or not seeking… This is a time of growth… Growth. Me. Seeking. Him.
You will seek Me and find Me… I will find Him. Because I seek Him. With everything.
