Jesus came to seek.
~Luke 19:10

The cool fingers of the morning fog reached in through my window and woke me up. I draped my robe across my shoulders and made my way into the kitchen, doing my best to shake the sleep from my eyes. A soft, tap, tap, tap, caught my attention. Who could be knocking at my door at such an early hour, I wondered.

I pushed open the door to the trees swaying in the wind; their leaves gently rustling on the breeze. Birds were already at the feeders, quietly eating their morning meal. I looked in both directions but saw no one. “That’s odd,” I said out loud and closed the door. “I could have sworn someone was there.” I made myself a cup of tea and settled down in my favorite chair, letting the cup warm my hands. Again, I heard a soft tap, tap, tap. I quickly rose and went to the door.

I opened the door and stepped out into the chill of the morning, looking for the visitor. “God? Is that you?” I asked.

“Yes. It’s me. I was knocking on your heart, not on your door,” He answered.

I rested my hands over my heart. “I feel you,” I replied. I looked around at the beauty shrouded in the cool breath of fog. “I see you, too.”

“Let’s spend the day together,” God suggested. I nodded, not wanting words to shatter the quiet peace that slowly made its way through me. I stood for a few more moments then turned and went back inside, back to my tea, back to the start of another fine day.

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