“Sit with Me a while,” I heard Him say.
“But Lord, I have so much to do today!” And I went about getting ready for my day. “In a little bit.”
“Sit with Me now,” I heard His voice again.
He somehow knows how to make Himself irresistible.
I grabbed my favorite little giraffe coffee cup, and got comfy in “my” chair, facing the great outdoors of my little yard.
“Lord, I…” and I lost all my words, as God began to paint the morning sky.
I stared, my heart swelling with awe.
The reds and pinks and oranges melted into each other, and the colors kept moving and ebbing and rising up higher and higher, filling me with more and more unspeakable joy. And my spirit communed with God at a brand new level.
I let Him love on me. And I loved Him right back.
The painting did not last but four minutes. But I was changed forever.