I saw God today, in longing.

“…longing within us for a place that absolutely fits and suits us, where we can be, or perhaps find our true selves…” – Tim Keller in The Prodigal God

While physical longings for home can fill my heart, more often than not the longing for home is not an outward one but an inward one.  I long for a coming home of self, for the one who God created me to be.

I admire those who have known since age 5 the path they are to take, or those whose talents surround them.  Whether it is my doing or not, my journey has never been that clear.  I tried many different paths, thinking  instead of choosing a path, I could allow the process of elimination to lead me down the right one.  Not so. 

Somewhere along the road, I lost sight of God, in trying to find me.  As a result of this, I lost both God and me:)

Consequently, this Christmas season I am the prodigal, longing for home, longing for Christ.  I want to again come home to Him, to the safe, full of life place that being hidden in God is.  And if my life is hidden in Christ, there is no “me” to look for, there is only HIm.

“For you died, and your life is now hidden with Christ in God.” Colossians 3:3