Last night I listened to a worship song that goes- We welcome You with praise; We welcome You with praise; Almighty God of love; Be welcomed in this place.
And those words struck me, brought tears to my eyes because it made me realize I haven’t been welcoming Him in all areas of my life. I often assume His involvement and presence without inviting Him. I get lost in my thoughts that turn to fretting which according to the Word and has proven itself in my life, leads to evil. Then I wonder why He doesn’t speak to me about those things.
Yesterday a good friend visited and we had a conversation about expectations we have in friendships and how that can often get us into trouble. I have this tendency to expect people to read my mind instead of directly speaking the words: I want …, I don’t want…, I like…, I don’t like…, I feel…
And then when expectations aren’t met because I never verbalized them in the first place, I get miffed and resentful. Then I hold it all in, a ball of fury that gets tucked away at the bottom of my heart.
I like to think that I’m open with God and tell Him everything, but I know that I treat Him the same way I treat everyone in my life. I expect Him to know and intervene and read my mind without inviting Him into the problem. And as a result, I miss the opportunity to work with Him, to draw closer to Him and deepen our intimacy.
This morning I read in Psalms how builders build in vain if the Lord does not oversee, which in turn made me think of the verse about committing whatever we do to the Lord and how He will establish our plans- meaning trust in God and do the work; don’t expect Him to do everything for you.
He’s waiting for an invitation because He doesn’t want to intrude or impose. And once He’s invited, He shows up in the most glorious way. He brings gifts of love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, gentleness, faithfulness and self-control, fills me with strength and directs my steps by the light of His Word.
This morning I told Him, God I welcome you into my mess and falling apart state. I’m tired and worn out. My place is unkept and gross, but for some reason You still want an invitation so I invite You in because I know that You invite us to come to You and lay our burdens at Your feet and to open the door for You. Why You’d want our burdens and enter such disastrous areas is a mystery, but it’s what makes me know that You are so different from what the world expects. You’re so surprising You soften the hardest of hearts with that Love of Yours.