There are times when I know I have met God. I have found him beside me on a mountaintop, rejoicing with His spirit at one with mine. Other times I have seen him in the actions of another, God at work in the world. He has lain beside me deep into the night and wiped tears from eyes as I fell asleep, God being near as I prayed.
A father with such magnitude and might … one would think we would see Him crowned in the glory we sing of and we would surely be dressed in our Sunday best if not better. I am sure he was there when my parents presented me for baptism in my white baptismal gown – that was likely the only time I met Him when I was worthy of meeting Him. But in His almighty grace, God prefers to meet us where we are at. He seeks us out in our roughest moments and He joins us in delight when we make it to the summit. We don’t have to be anything more than we are for God to open His arms to us. How should we greet Him? Just as we are – with our hearts open to his love.
Let your light so shine – just as His light shines in the darkness.