Good Morning. It’s Monday. If you’re anything like me, Monday finds you in a funky mood adjusting from the spoils of the weekend and back into regular weekday life. Here is a little something I hope you can hold onto this week.
He bends down to listen. Like a mother or father who bends near to hear their child’s voice or a dear friend who leans in to hear you clearly through your tears or your laughter, our God bends down to listen to us. To me, and to you.
When our eyes are weary in the morning from a night of interrupted sleep, He is bending to listen. When we feel like we have spoken the same words to our children (or anyone) over and over and over again, He is bending down to listen. When our eyes are looking at another negative pregnancy test (or maybe even a positive) He bends near to listen. When you’ve worked so hard and it’s gone seemingly unnoticed or even worse, under-appreciated, He is there leaning in close. When you’re feeling lonely, or like you could use a little more of your own space, He’s listening. When you can’t stand your co-worker for a single second longer, when the stress of the day is showing on your husband’s face as he walks through the door, when miscommunication has mangled a close friendship, when you feel completely lost without direction, friends….He is there, all eyes on you, attention undivided, waiting for you to tell Him about it.
The God who created the heavens and the earth by the words of His mouth cares about you and the things you have to say. Our God is big. He can take it. He can take our angry words, our frustrated words, our stress. He loves us. He relishes in our praise, our gratitude, our thanksgiving. He loves the sound of your voice. He gave us that voice, how then can we use it to have conversations with him?
So this week I am going to remember that He’s there, bending down. That even when I don’t have the “time” to sit and have a long conversation with Him, I can share with him my life, my words, my praise and my worries. I will remember that even though He is in parts of the world where they seemingly need him more than I do, He is also near to me. We can chat over laundry piles and dirty diapers, He can hear me vent about stressful situations and listen to me plead for those I love. Will this change the way I live? The way I react to stress? The way I interact with others? How will this change my relationship with the God who cares so deeply for me?
Who will join me? He’s bending down to hear you sisters, let Him listen.