Gently Touch Me O Lord

 

  We all have a desire to be loved. Letting someone know you love them doesn’t have to be a series of grand gestures. As a parent some of my favorite moments of loving my children were quiet and gentle.  When they were babies, I held them close to my heart and softly kissed the top of their heads.  Often they would be sleeping and completely unaware of how much I loved them. As they got older I would hold their hands to keep them safe, I carried them when they were too tired, and I sat and listened to them when they were hurting.  I just wanted to let them know that I would always be here for them. I would always love them. 

 Our God is certainly capable of performing mighty miracles.   Miracles occur every day. I sometimes think, though, that God enjoys being our Father.  He enjoys loving us in very personal and gentle ways.   I honestly believe that God is sitting next to me and listening when I pray.  I believe He holds my hand and leads me to safety.  I believe He carries me and my burdens when I am overwhelmed. He is always a part of my life, and I am willing to bet that He has gently touched me at times when I was completely unaware. 
 This week I would like to invite you to meditate on the gentleness of God. Close your eyes and try to imagine all the times God held you gently in His arms.  Try to imagine feeling His kiss on your forehead.  Gently remind yourself that being a child of God is absolutely incredible!

-Susan