Crisp Spring air, blue skies with streaks of white clouds patterned as stripes, calm bay waters, and the sun's rays angled at about 60 degrees created a setting that was screaming out to go for a worship-run today. I love my worship-runs; iPod in tow loaded with some of my favorite Christian artists' songs and the simplicity of running shoes, shorts and a t-shirt. That's all I need and I feel like I'm entering into a presence with God that cannot be duplicated anywhere else. Not only do I require the exercise because I'm sedentary at work all morning, but at about the noon hour I'm ready to "depart to the 'mountain' to pray" (Matthew 6:46b).
Lately I've been feeling rather melancholy about the world's injustices toward the helpless, noticing more than usual the ravaging effects of sin upon mankind. My readings, encounters with strangers, thought processes, and general spiritual condition have all directed me to mercy. With that pressing upon my heart, I just had to get out and ponder these things while on a worship-run. What I really felt I needed was a good dose of sensing the presence of God's love. God met me there and drew me in. Several songs entered my earshot while panting for air and pacing myself at a cadence that resonated with the tempos. But one song jumped out at me and I just kept hitting the repeat button every time it came to a close. It's entitled "At the Cross", sung by Hillsong.
I'm in a good place right now, even though I feel blue. It's a wintry season in the midst of Spring. He's pruning and blowing the leaves off my limbs. I wonder what shape He'll craft, and what blossoms will bud.
In His Love,
Tom
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