I say "Good Morning" to the Lord
and wait for His reply...
thinking how elaborate and deep
His response will be...
"Good Morning, Lynne"
is what I hear...followed by,
"I love you"...
He is not what I expect sometimes,
and infinitely more...
as practical as dew and sun;
He knows my frame and considers the finite
capacity of my understanding.
Mercy He shows to one who does need it;
awaiting instruction and yearning for fellowship
with the One who speaks to my deepest parts
from the vantage point of eternity...
Sweet conversation from deep unto deep;
flowing through time and yet up-to-the-minute...
details attended to with soft nudging pokes;
and vision renewed in the light of His glory.
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My conversations with God... often go like this. I say, "Lord?", wait a few seconds and then start to cry. I'm not even sure what about. But He knows and listens and His Holy Spirit intercedes for me. Not like conversations I have with anyone else...
Yes, sweet
Thankfully our spirits are still communicating with Him when words fail us. Deep calls unto deep, right? I think this is what that verse means. If He has made us, then I am counting on Him to fill in the gaps when I don't know what to say. "Help, Lord...I don't know what I need, but I need You" is repeated so many times, I am sure. He hears us and reaches down to touch those parts of us that ache with longing for Him.
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