Worn Path

You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. Jeremiah 29:13
 
Jeremiah 29:13 has been one of my favorite verses, but as I was rereading it recently and digging for nuggets, God uncovered a beautiful gem. The word seek is used twice, but it’s actually two different words in the original:
You will seek (baqash) me and find me = Search for by touching or feeling.
This word is also used in Psalm 27:8. When You said, “Seek My face,” my heart said to You, “Your face, Lord, I will seek.” (NKJV) As though blind and unable to see, I find God by reaching a hand of faith to the features of His face. In that timid reach of faith, God takes my hand and guides it that I might know Him through that touch. But I have to step close and face Him to touch Him and know Him.
When you seek (darash) me with all your heart = Tread a place frequently in prayer and worship.
Do I seek Him so frequently and go so often to that secret place, that my foot falls have worn a path to Him? Am I diligent to spend time with Him, talk to Him and worship Him day after day? Did I yesterday…have I today? Is the path worn or is it overgrown by my neglect? When I stop seeking, I stop growing, my strength drains away and I grow cold.
God wants all my heart not a heart divided by the trivial pursuit of the world’s shiny objects and time suckers. He is jealous for all of me. He longs to draw me close and reveal Himself to me. There is nothing greater, more wondrous and brimming with blessing than finding the God who lovingly pursues me every moment of every day.
Oh God, forgive my divided heart and wandering feet. Set them on the path to know You. Show me Your ways, teach me Your paths, guide me in Your truth. Each day establish my steps to Your Presence. Show me Your face, O God, I want to know You. I want more and more of You.
 
 

Psalm 27:8 is quoted from the New King James Version. Copyright © 1982 by Thomas Nelson, Inc. All rights reserved. Used by permission.

 

Prickling Faith

In the soundless doldrums of routine,

Adrift in sameness,

I long for extraordinary…

To be overwhelmed by the living God,

Enveloped in unutterable Love.

To hear the soft pad of Sovereign feet,

The quiet hum of contented Joy.

To feel a stir of air,

A brush of the Unseen against my soul.

Doubt shrieks, “Impossible!”

Faith bows low and waits.

Doubt numbs.

Faith prickles at the movement of Glory.

The Inconceivable draws near,

The Almighty leans in,

The commonplace ignites.

 

Is it possible or just mystical imagination? The logical mind doubts what it cannot grasp. It’s dependent on the perception of its physical senses and dismisses as illusive what cannot be perceived or explained.

The Unseen Reality waits in a dimension beyond logic. He continually speaks but logic hears only thunder. God waits for faith to look Him in the eyes and talk with Him.

Faith is the conviction and proof of the reality of things that can’t be seen.

Faith sees the unseen, hears the inaudible, and feels deeper than the skin.

Faith unleashes the power of God and opens the door to the unimaginable inexplicable blessing of intimacy with Sovereignty. 
…blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed. John 20:29b