Good Evening, God!
Ah, memories. . . Recently I misremembered Alfred P. Doolittle’s line in My Fair Lady. What he said was that he was willing to tell them. I misremembered it as to help them. And, as I misremembered, I was struck by how those lines could have been said by the Holy Spirit to me.
I’m willing to help you. I’m wanting to help you. I’m WAITING to help you.
That, God, is how I see You relating to me. This Lent my goal is not so much to let go of stuff as it is to make more time and room for YOU to help me.
You, of course, could do in me whatever You want — in a nanosecond. But, it seems to me that You would mostly like to simply be with me. I’ve been thinking in terms of “changes,” “improvements” and “corrections.” I am, I fear, very Product Minded.
So, I am slow in coming to see that You might be a lot more Relationally Minded.
Amazing, God, that You desire and are waiting to BE WITH me. Maybe I just start by noticing that You are with me. And, of course, not just me. You love each and every one of us. Golly, God, what would happen if that were the message we took out to the world? Hmm. Or more to the point — the message that I absorbed?
This Lent, please help me to make being with You a priority.