O Lord, you have searched me and known me.
You know when I sit down and when I rise up; you discern my thoughts from far away.
You search out my path and my lying down, and are acquainted with all my ways.
Even before a word is on my tongue, O Lord, you know it completely....
Where can I go from your spirit? Or where can I flee from your presence?
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The psalmist words seem to sing a duet for me this morning with a quote from C.S. Lewis that was brought to mind: "To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal."
The vulnerability of being known even by a loving God sends us looking for an escape hatch, a place to run away and hide. We know that to love and to be loved is to leave a heart, which has probably known a boatload of brokenness, trembling for safety. Lewis' words make me wonder how many times a pet may have been the only thing keeping us from losing our humanity altogether. When God seeks us and knows us, it is unconditional, free and relentless love. Yes, that very open and risky venture got Christ killed. Love makes us all vulnerable including God. The offer of love makes us tremble and seek shelter for fear of yet more cracks in our broken hearts. Not even the cross keeps Christ from seeking us out, learning about us and hanging on our every word. We hear the whispers inside our hiding places - great love is not without risk but it is possible. Come and see.
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Holy God, we hear you. Help us not to be afraid. Amen.
Deb Grant, resilient child of God, creative tinker of paper, ink, wood, shiny things, paint and words. The human amusement of a parrot and a dog.
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