Thursday, October 18, 2018

The God of Cattails

This morning, as I poured my coffee with my head in a fog, I heard you say, "Come away with me, today." I got a little choked up and told you that I would. I asked you where I should go. I imagined myself in two of my favorite places and then knew where it should be. When I got to the path, I really felt like walking quickly for the exercise, but on the other hand I wanted to take it slowly. I wanted to take in the nature and capture some beautiful photographs. So, I did some of both.
 I felt like maybe I should walk and pray and so that's what I started to do. I felt like I should be praying for others. But, just a few seconds later you drew my attention to the water's edge where there were the biggest cattails I had ever seen! Quietly, but clearly, I heard you say to me, "Stop praying. This time is for you, and you alone. I want you to fully enjoy your time with me." It was an unexpected thing for me to hear. I felt relief. The moment was tender as I realized how much you wanted to spend time with me and how much I needed you. This was not a performance walk. Thank you for that, Lord.
So, I carefully walked through the high foliage to get to the edge of the water. I wanted to pick all the cattails but I refrained. I loved the two that I got! I felt like a girl. What a joy. And, they looked great on my kitchen table.
I still marvel at how such a Holy and Omnipotent God like you could be so mindful of me. Lord, you are the God of mountains, planets, skies, lightening, and cattails! I stand and lift my arms upward. I take in your glory, warmth, and love as it wraps around me. You are everything to me. You are my King. You are to be worshipped, adored, and praised. Befriended. I am known by you. And, I long to know you much more than my mustard seed of God knowledge! You are my right maker. In fact, I never feel so right as when I am just with you. How can it be that I feel right with you when I am busted up, broken, failing, dark, and so in need? Ah, it is the nail scar reminder of life bled open for me. Not coerced. But willingly? That is too much. TOO MUCH. But, you don't know "too much" just boundary-less love and life. Me, the vapor of dust loved, will love you forever, Jesus. Because you FIRST loved me. Thank you for today. My Right Maker. My God of Cattails.

Written by,
Dee M. Kostelyk











The God of Cattails