Finding God

Matthew 13:44 (New International Version)
New International Version (NIV)
Copyright © 1973, 1978, 1984 by International Bible Society
The Parables of the Hidden Treasure and the Pearl
44"The kingdom of heaven is like treasure hidden in a field. When a man found it, he hid it again, and then in his joy went and sold all he had and bought that field.

Finding God is easy and it is hard. He wants to be known, but there are obstacles set against us knowing him. We live in a fast paced culture. We want everything quickly--yesterday would be nice.

Finding out who he really is takes effort and quantities of time. We are not given to spending effort and much time on searching for God in this day and age. But we cannot trust or rely on anything other than a personal quest to know him. He will be found by those who seek him and the effort is worth everything.

Sometimes being shut away, seeking him, feels as though I'm being lazy, as if it's a lot of time just sitting and reading, studying, writing and reflecting. I hear people busy about their work in other parts of the house--vacuuming--drilling--and there are things I need to do too, but nothing is more important than this: knowing him.

Anything worthwhile takes time. Why do we think that learning to play an instrument, or speak another language should take time, effort and practice, but knowing God can be done without spending time and effort?

Oh sit in his presence with me, my friends
Come to the fountain so sweet
Spend time just quietly listening
Listen at Jesus' feet

Belinda

Matthew 13:45-46 (New International Version)
New International Version (NIV)
Copyright © 1973, 1978, 1984 by International Bible Society
45"Again, the kingdom of heaven is like a merchant looking for fine pearls. 46When he found one of great value, he went away and sold everything he had and bought it.

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