On Sabbaths, we sometimes drive around after our lunch time snack.
Recently we took a drive along the St. Croix River and stopped at a wayside. There was hardly anyone here. A fence surrounded the area looking down towards the river as the bank was quite steep.
It was peaceful.
This area marks the northern part of the St Croix near Stillwater, Minnesota.
The river was meandering … just like my thoughts do when I stand and watch bodies of water. Does that ever happen to you?
A sudden thought comes to mind — I’m really only transparent with God. The reality is that I don’t have a choice in the matter. I can choose what to share with others and even then sometimes subconsciously I may leave something out. But with God?
He who created me knows every thought even before I think it.
“You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar.” Psalm 139:2
And then it hits me. In spite of what my thoughts are, He still loves me. Simple me. Ignorant me. Uneducated me. Thoughtless me. Forgetful me. Whining me. Lazy me. Missing the mark, me.
There is no one else who accepts me as God does — I’m His daughter. He’s my Father. There is no greater love.
“The Lord appeared to us in the past, saying: “I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn you with unfailing kindness.” Jeremiah 31:3
This is the essence of true love.
