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8/6/2018 0 Comments soft and ofteni think at our core, we all just want to be wanted — want to know there’s someone noticing, someone applauding, someone smiling, someone admiring. & i think one of the things we need to be reminded of most often is not only that we’re seen & heard, but that we’re known & wanted.
i know this sounds cliche, but it’s true & i’m gonna write it anyways : we’re all a part of a grand love story that takes place every single day. & that story involves me & you & the gentle & good God & the sunrise & the trees & the birds & the weeds & the clouds & the leaves & the person next to you & the person away from you & every thing in front of you. i’m convinced that whatever “here” looks like for you & for me, it’s all just one big explosion of His unconditional & unwavering love — all just splinters of His infinite creativity that is constantly wooing us closer to Himself. if we slow our pace & pay attention, i believe we’ll know in our core not only that we want to be wanted, but we’ll know that we are. & wanted not only by the ones who show us what love is, but by the One who is Love Himself, the One who is constantly moving & shaping & whispering to us soft & often through whatever is right in front of us. & i’ll be the first to admit the amount of time i waste unaware & discontent & dismissive to what & who’s around me. but as one of my favorite authors put it, this whole world is one giant oasis begging us to drink of grace. so i will & i have & i know that the well of grace will never dry up or let down those who’ve tasted its freedom. every moment is an invitation to begin again. to look around. to drink of grace once more. & i wrote a short poem to remind us that we’re in this together & to slow down & pay attention to His whispers that come, soft & often, that tell us in a thousand different ways, a thousand times a day : “you are seen & you are heard & you are known & you are wanted.” if you’ll spend today seeking the magic in a child’s closed eyes & in grocery lines & in a single firefly, you’ll be ok. if you’ll pause to press your heart’s beat against another’s pain & leave it there until you remember that it’s for these moments you were made, you’ll be ok. if you’ll memorize the depth of laughter & the length of a smile & the breadth of a memory, you’ll be ok. if you’ll give in to make more room & build up the heart in front of you & stay patient when it’s hardest & always point out kindness, you’ll be ok. if you’ll find the grace given today & the beauty buried in whatever’s here & train your eyes & ears to hear Him whisper soft & often that it’s you He wants, then even in the chaos, you’ll be ok.
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