You are the air I breathe
I'm desperate for you, I'm lost without you.
These lines sound like they come from a love song. And they do. But not just any love song, but a love song to my Creator. A love song to the One who loves me more than any earthly mortal could possibly love me. And while I can sing these words and sound (and truly feel) like I am mean them with all my heart, I can in no way match the tenderness and love He has in His heart for me. He has a love for me that is beyond anything that I can comprehend. He is there at every turn, at every breath.
And yet, knowing that, why do I allow myself to stumble along as if I'm alone? Why do I worry and fret as if I'm the one in control and everything depends on me? Why do I insist on carrying today's burdens, worries and troubles by myself? Why do I ignore the hand He is holding out to me, the offer to carry me over the roughest places, hurting Him with my rejection?
And, yet, even though I have treated Him this way, He gently calls me again. And when, through the noise of my own troubledness, I finally hear Him, and reach for His hand, I feel safe again.
Isn't He beautiful,
Isn't He wonderful
Friend like no other to me.