Warmth of God

It's cold, very very cold outside this morning, and on days like this I just want to stay cuddled up in a warm blanket with a hot cup of cappuccino and read a good book.  Alas, my fortune does not lead me in that direction, but to enter into the bitter cold and travel the few miles to work.

 

When thinking about the cold, and how lonely and empty it feels, I thought about the times when I feel far away from God.  When I haven't spent time with Him and I haven't talked to Him.  The same desolation fills my soul during those times that is almost overwhelming on quiet, bitterly cold morning like today.  Nothing is moving. No birds are singing. And the warmth of God's spirit seems far far away.

 

But not today.  I feel His presence with me and despite the frigid temperatures and a light dusting of the white stuff, there are little birds singing outside my window. I am not alone, not because I hear the birds, but because I have spent the morning singing His praises in the shower, talking to Him about my day, thanking Him for the blessings of my family and friends and asking Him to guide my steps as I travel through this coming day.

 

I pray you too feel the warmth of His presence in your life today.