On congested streets filled with chaos
I listen for you
On sidewalks swarming with people and turmoil
I look for you
In a crowded building filled with screens and distractions
I seek you
In a packed train humanity closes in on me
I reach for you
But you are not there
Yet in the solitude of the wilderness, I heard your voice.
“Do not come any closer,” God said. “Take off your sandals, for the place where you are standing is holy ground.” (Exodus 3:5)
In the quiet of the upper room we saw you.
On the evening of that first day of the week, when the disciples were together, with the doors locked for fear of the Jewish leaders, Jesus came and stood among them and said, “Peace be with you!” (John 20:19)
In the crowded building we found you.
Since they could not get him to Jesus because of the crowd, they made an opening in the roof above Jesus by digging through it and then lowered the mat the man was lying on. (Mark 2:4)
In the midst of the crowd pressing in, I touched you.
She came up behind him and touched the edge of his cloak, and immediately her bleeding stopped. (Luke 8:44)
In my deep desire to hear you, to see you, to seek you, to touch you, I came to know you.
But if from there you seek the Lord your God, you will find him if you seek him with all your heart and with all your soul. (Duet. 4:29)
#Retrospective — This post originally published March 5, 2018.
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