HE IS ENOUGH

I love the simplicity of God.  He is straight forward and truthful.  Those who simply listen and obey, simply hear.  I love being in a world of wonder and beauty and don’t feel the need to know the whys and wherefores of every little detail.  There is a true profoundness in the simple that is exciting and needs no explanation to enjoy it.  It is enough for me to know that God created all things and He made them all to be good.  It is enough for me to know that He created me and made me to be all good.  It is enough for me to know that God loves me so much that He sent Jesus to die for me and save me from enslavement to this world that has been corrupted by the sin of forsaking the One who created it.

“God made man simple; man’s complex problems

Are of his own devising.”

Humans have sought out many schemes.  The many schemes of human devising have entangled those who make them and those who listen to them into a web of confusion and chaos.  All too often human wisdom and knowledge lead people astray; leads hem to a self centeredness and away from a God centeredness.  I have seen it happen to the “best” of them, who began as true lovers of God; I have seen it happen to me all too many times.  We think we are doing God’s work but it turns into building the tower of Babel again and again, only to have it fall again and again.

Pride and arrogance die hard.  So does the heart that says, “I am, and there is no one besides me” need to be broken again and again.  When I stop and sit in the dust, on the ground without a throne, in silence and stillness, I see the trail of tears that lies behind me were of my own doing; but then I begin to see the faithful Presence of God on the right and on the left of the path. He was there all the time…waiting.

I have come to believe that those many failings of mine were all a part of my growth and God never threw up His hands in disgust or disappointment.  He was walking right along side of me waiting for me to come to my senses.  Behold, what manner of love is that?

I am not perfect yet.  I still have my “me” days.  But they are fewer as the growth of my love for God seeps in deeper and makes me more secure.  I am a root person, a foundation person.  I look at this world where all the foundations that are not built on God are crumbling.  Human schemes and endeavors are the cisterns that were broken and unable to hold water to begin with.  I do not want to mend the cisterns.  I want to drink as the Fountain of Living Water, that has been flowing from the beginning of time and will continue to flow forever.  When my roots soak into that water the fruit will be good.