Greeting God

Greet God each morning with open arms!

When our children were young and my husband and I would come home from work, they would run to us with arms open wide, overflowing with happiness and love. How I miss those times of unrestrained, all-encompassing love and of being the central focus of an unencumbered heart. Perhaps we have put away too much. While those days of being greeted with unbridled delight have passed, though our little dogs do jump about excitedly, I ponder what young children and dogs possess that we adults no longer do.

When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me. (1 Corinthians 13:11, NIV)

When I wake each morning greeted by another day, do I show my love in the same manner as my once young children did? Do I run each morning into the open arms of my Father, bask in God’s abiding love, receive a holy hug and a heavenly kiss from the One who loves me beyond measure?

He called a little child to him, and placed the child among them. And he said: “Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore, whoever takes the lowly position of this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven. (Matthew 18:2-4, NIV)

Were it so, would I not be better equipped for what the day may bring?

Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good; his love endures forever. (1 Chronicles 16:34, NIV)

Holy Spirit, please help prepare me to meet my Lord and Savior, my heavenly Father each morning with open arms ready to receive God’s abiding love.

Sandra Jones Cropsey is a playwright, novelist, and children’s writer. Her novel Who’s There was a finalist for the 2008 “Georgia Book of the Year” and was produced as a play in 2010 by the Main Street Players. In 2009, she received a grant to produce her children’s story, Tinker’s Christmas, as a radio drama. Presently, she is working on scheduling a reading of her new play, “All My Trials, Lord.”

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