Forty days of intentional pursuit. That’s what I called it when I first started this journey of seeking deeper, running harder to the heart of Christ. Now, I’m confident that this is a pursuit that I never want to be done with.
DAY TWELVE: December 17th, 2013
Today was a precious way to see the Lord, though they all are in their own way. G had been gone from kindergarten for a few days, but today he was back. He ran to me as I walked through the door. Before I arrived, I quietly hoped that today would be the day he came back, though the other teachers may not have agreed, as G is notorious for random outbursts and extreme energy. My heart was overjoyed when I saw him, and even more filled when he ran to me. I think the Lord is like this. Everyday we are away form Him, He hopes today will be the day we come back. And when our human hearts finally decide that it is that day, he feels nothing but love. He does not dwell on the days that we “missed out” on or the things we could have accomplished. He is simply excited just to have us back.
As I was walking up the stairs on a mission of my own, G started jumping high and flailing his arms in a way that I never want to forget, a small gymnast who has not yet learned to control his energy. He wore the biggest toothy smile and let out squeaks of excitement here and there. I paused near the top of the stairs. G did not stop. He was supposed to be taking a nap, but he wanted my attention, and he was not going to stop until he got it. And all I could think about was how beautiful that moment was, how I never wanted to forget it, how I never wanted it to end, how I wanted to mimic the intensity of his pursuit for me with my pursuit for Jesus. How, even though he was doing something he shouldn’t have been, I could not resist him, and so it is with our Father.
I want G’s intensity in my pursuit of the Lord-how he would not stop until he got the object of his desire.
(Name of child changed, or rather simply shortened, to protect his identity.)
