by Faith Reboot’s Marietta Taylor
This year I am feeling God calling me to reconnect with Him the way I did when we first moved to North Carolina. We were going through a difficult financial situation and extreme home sickness. It was a long, protracted trial. Had it not been for me embracing God and hanging on to Him and His promises for dear life, I might have actually taken my life. It was that stressful.
That heart wrenching, that hard.
As things got a little better though, I let my grip on God’s presence slip. I call it the trial of good times/good fortunes. It’s easy to go about life and let God slip out of importance when things are running smooth. But sometimes, that longing comes. And we wonder what it is, how we satisfy it. We wonder at it’s source.
I’ll let you in on a little secret. It’s Love calling.
Yes, I know I capitalized love. That’s because Love = God. He wants us to come back to Him. It’s not because He needs us, but because we need Him. But we are an unfaithful lot. I include myself in this because I know I have been guilty.
I can recount to you the many times God’s presence has been so palpable to me I’ve looked for a physical manifestation of Him. I can also recount the many times God has worked a miracle in my life. He has shown up in the big and in the small. He has shown up strong and stronger. No one else can take the credit. And I can’t and won’t give the credit to anyone or anything else because it belongs to God.
I often read my Bible and shake my head at how the Israelites could forget God, all He was and all He had done for them. But has my response to God’s love been different from the Jews of the Bible? Oh how I wish I could say it was. In the moment, at the height of such a wondrous thing, yes I was grateful and full of praise and thanks. But long-term have I allowed it to change me, transform me and conform me? Not often or consistently enough.
I was thinking over these things as the new year started. I’d been making an effort to be more intentional about a lot of things, including my relationship with God. It was at that point of realization that I heard Him. Love was calling me. Jesus was and is calling my name. In my heart I could feel the words of Revelation 2:4-5: “…You have forsaken your first love. Remember the height from which you have fallen! Repent and do the things you did at first…”
And so…I go. I run to my Jesus. I cry, I repent and I love Him all over again. And again. My response to Him will never be perfect this side of heaven, but I’m sure going to aim for it. Why? Because when I miss it, I’ll fall right into His arms and his perfect plan for my life.
Listen carefully. Is Love calling you? And more importantly, will you answer?