This morning as I walked to work, I asked God to speak to me. Sauntering down the sidewalk, I scanned the scenery. I stopped, struck with the beauty of a lone pine tree, whose reflection peered at me from a nearby puddle. Its beauty was wrinkled by the wind. Miniature waves rippled over the shallow plane. Then in a brief moment the wind was muted. The reflection lay undisturbed and I saw the exquisite image in its authentic attractiveness. The verse glided into my awareness, “Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God”. I thought about how, like little stones, my sins send ripples across the watery canvas that portrays the image my Creator. The fears I feed, the projections I pitch, and the indiscretions I indulge are pebbles that disturb that pristine picture of my Father. Tears came to my eyes as I heard Him whisper, “How I long for you to see me as I truly am.” Would that not change everything?
-By Forest Benedict
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