Just Be

Just Be… The Lord speaks and says: Just be…My beloved; just be…thankful; just be…with Me. Take My hand and walk with Me. I’m always here, always with you. Acknowledge My presence. Let’s just be together. Just be…who I am making you to be. Don’t get up on the potter’s wheel and try to make yourself be what you think you should be because of what you read or see in others. Don’t force yourself to live up to standards you can’t meet. Just be…I’ll take care of the shaping and molding. Just be… obedient to what I speak to you about; just be…responsive to My counsel and direction, but most of all, to My love. Just as clouds obscure the sun, so the circumstances of this life, the demands of daily living, the thinking of your own mind, the thoughts of others, and the things that cry out for your attention, they all obscure My presence. But that does not remove My existence. It does not make Me any less real. When all those clouds are removed, I still remain, bright and shining in My glory, giving warmth and life and joy. When everything else is gone, I am. I am here, loving you, waiting…I am truth and I have found you.

While thinking about the Lord and His lovingkindness, He reminded me of an incident that took place years ago. Rich and I were at the beginning of our friendship, which was on the verge of blossoming into love. He and another friend had decided to attend a meeting they'd heard about rather than go to the Sunday evening college group associated with our church. I started off with a friend to the college group; but her car broke down on the way to the meeting. Rain poured down on us as we walked to get help. Yes, this was long before cell phones. In the meantime, Rich and Stan had changed their minds and decided to attend the college group after all. They were concerned when Sydney and I didn't come. Rich returned to Betty June's where I was living, and waited for me. When I finally made it home, looking like a drowned rat, there he was! He enfolded me in his embrace. Never had I felt so cared for and loved. The Lord told me this is a picture of His love. When we wander through life making messes of ourselves, He is near and waiting to receive us, to embrace us and assure us of His love. To those wandering, I urge, "Come home, He's waiting!"