Sunday, April 13, 2014

Counting Stars

   It's Sunday, and I can't help but feel like I'm missing something.. Something I was supposed to do, something I had to do, something that I needed to do. Yet when I really sit here and actually think about it there isn't anything pressing down on me, or starring me in the face. My world can so easily feel like it revolves around me. Little ol' me. A freshy in college, taking 16 credits, and working at the bookstore. There I go again... all about me.

   It makes me feel so discontent, worthless, and ungrateful when I do this, and to be honest it's incredibly overwhelming. But why? Why do we as people want to make the world think that we're the best thing since sliced bread, trying to get as much attention as possible? The only reason I can find or rather come up with, is that we are all searching to be loved, and in that searching we tend to make everything about us. When you think about it though, that's downright pathetic. Especially when we have a God that loves us more than we could ever imagine or wish for. We can't find this love in music, food, people, clothes... but in the heavenly Daddy that wants us to run to Him, and hold us in his arms.

Have you ever watched a couple hug each other? They do it tenderly, gently, slowly, full of love

Have you ever watched a little kids face light up when they see their Daddy walk through the door? It's filled with joy, anticipation, and love.

Have you ever watched an old man glance at his wife? The way he glances at her makes you think she was 20 years old instead of 82.

We all get so caught up in the world searching for love, when we have a God who wants nothing more than to hold us like young lovers, have you run to him like a little kid, or turn to him in awe like the old man.

    I cannot stress it enough how absolutely relentless His love is. It's unyielding, determined, and unstoppable. No matter how unloving you may ever be, when the people of this world turn you away; the God of the heavens and the earth loves you. The God who created the stars and knows them all by name; but most importantly, He loves you because He created you.

"He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. He determines the number of the stars and calls them each by name." ~Pslams 147:3-4