God Wants Our Time

Okay so, a few years back a really good friend of mine kept telling me to read book after book, and I think I understood the message of each book, but sometimes it was hard to follow and it was almost as if they could have just written one chapter and that would have sufficed because it just seemed like they were making the same point, just saying it in different ways over and over again. Does that make sense? And every book that I read said the same thing, so I felt like I wasn’t learning anything, or that’s just how I felt after the first twenty or so.
Sometimes I wish I could literally write down exactly what I mean to say, or what’s all bottled up inside, because I just feel like sometimes I write down things that I’m thinking, and this is the best way I can get the thought on the page. Did I lose you? I hope not. I just want to be forward, and say exactly what I feel God has impressed upon my heart, but it doesn’t always come out how I had planned it. And sometimes something completely different emerges, it’s just like that sometimes. I hope that this isn’t another one of those moments.
Have you ever asked yourself, “Why can’t the Bible be written in plain English?” Of course you have. Well it was, and I think that is why it can be so confusing. Because we try to understand it because it’s written in our language, when we should ask God to show us how to read it in His language. Not some mumbo jumbo speaking in tongues, but see it through His eyes. After all, it’s His love letter to us, so maybe we should try and fashion our reading to the writers pen.
I deal a lot with emotion, I guess because I’m an emotional person, but it’s just the way I was put together, both of my parents can be quite the water works themselves, if you know what I mean, so it’s in my genetic make-up, I don’t know. But what I’m getting at, is a lot of the time I write according to the way that I’m feeling, and so often I read in the same way. God is not limited to emotion, or pages and ink or even anything that we can imagine. He is God, and He is the only God, and when we even try to understand Him our brain flips upside down in our skulls and we feel even dumber. But instead of trying to understand a language or a love letter or a couple of paragraphs of the Bible, maybe we should pray, and pray and pray and ask God to show us how He would want us to read the Bible. That might even take us to go to someone we know for help on the matter, or maybe it’s locking ourselves in our room for hours and reading and reading and reading so we can maybe find a little key to the words. I know that I don’t always understand what’s going on, but I will say that often I realize that even if it is words that I don’t quite understand, it’s that time that God wants to spend with us, just all by ourselves.

Just me and God.

Just you and God.

Just us and God.

It’s almost as if we were just sitting out in a field enjoying the sky and the breeze and the tall grass without saying a word with someone we love and it isn’t the words that we have together, or the lack there of, but rather the time, the presence we have together. It’s not exactly the same thing, but I think you get the idea.

God wants our time.

...simple as that.
I think that we try to complicate things so much when it comes to our belief in Christ, because when we start to understand it in the slightest sense it makes us feel as though we’ve accomplished something, which is a sad fact, because it all comes back to pride, which is one of our greatest downfalls.