19 February 2019
I’ve always wanted to watch the sun rise every day for a year, so I started with a month. For a while, I’d pick a mango from the tree in the yard and put it in the fridge for the next morning, but word got out and now they’re all gone. It rained for five days in a row and it felt like the sun didn’t even rise for a while, but I was there waiting for it just in case. Five or so days later, the sky finally cleared up and I saw one of the best sunrises of my life. That situation reminded me a lot of what it’s like hearing from God. Sometimes I don’t hear anything for days but when He finally speaks, it’s like I’m watching the most beautiful sunrise of my entire life.
There are always words proceeding from the Father’s mouth. Hearing from Him is just a matter of asking Him to include you in His conversation. Sometimes I find myself waiting for God to speak to me, and it’s humbling when He decides to speak before I even ask. But once I got really eager to start hearing what God was thinking, I started asking Him to include me more. A lot of times, I just ask, “God, what do you think?”
I want to keep grow in symbiosis with the Lord. I talk to Him sometimes without ever asking Him what He thinks, which excludes me from symbiotic relationship with my Father. I want to wait for Him with the same persistence and expectation that I waited for the sun with every morning this month. Some days it only rose behind layers of gray clouds, but every cloudy morning was worth the best sunrise of my life.
