Returning

This may seem trivial or silly, but I need to post this as much as a reminder to myself as anything. I've drawn away from God over the past year. Sadly, this seems to be a regular occurrence for me over the years.

And yet, He always finds me again.

I'm not perfect. Not even good in many ways. I've done things I'm ashamed of. And recently, my heart has turned to things that only hurt me. Things that seem good and fun and enjoyable, but cut to the soul.

It has really worn on me, and I reached a point where I realized that I must be in communion with God again. And yet I found myself struggling. It's never easy to turn from sin, because it seems so comforting and familiar.



And so, the other day I was showing my sunburnt arm to some coworkers when someone mentioned my tattoo, and asked about the verse it contains.

And then my grandmother called, asking about my walk with the Lord.

And I saw other reminders of God's presence.

After finally taking steps to turn once again to God last night, I even saw a lone white dove fly by this morning. I can't remember the last time I even saw a white dove.


Now as a man who loves science, all these things could certainly be coincidence. Natural occurrences. And yet, in the depths of my soul, I feel calm. I start to remember what it felt like to be in God's presence. I want a relationship with God. I want to be in His presence.


Though I often fail, God is my strength. Forever.