dailydatewithgod

There is something so sacred in how God views us and because we are not God it is hard to wrap our heads around.  I have heard parents talk about it when they speak of the love they have for their children.  I myself am not a parent yet so perhaps that is why it seems so foreign to me.  But I don’t imagine it is exclusive to parenthood as not all are meant to be parents.  The cherishing view of God is an intimate and untouched one.  It speaks of the idea of seeing one’s wholeness and innocence.  Children are easier to cherish because their innocence is still so much present in them.  But what happens as we get older.  Are we less cherishable?  I think we think we are.  We take stock of our worn and tattered lives, good and bad decisions, and figure we are lucky to get what kind of love comes our way.  God does not see anything less to cherish.  No matter what we have done or not done, God sees plenty worth cherishing.  It does not make sense to me as I let go of the notion of being cherished a long time ago.  I look at the chronology of my life and think its anything but something to cherish.  I have spent most of my time so far from a belief of something in me dear and precious.  Yet, in our time of daily dates I have begun to experience remembrances of it.  It comes sometimes like a flash piercing my heart and filling me with light.  It leaves a seeing behind my eyes beyond my own understanding.  At times when I found myself curled up in a ball tears flowing like a river, I sense a presence holding me dear so close it almost breathes on me.  I can only imagine this is God’s way of telling me whatever pain I am in, there is something to be cherished.

In Christian scriptures, Jesus tells his disciples that when two or more are gathered he is with them.  We all know the power of coming together.  We all know the void we feel when we realize we are alone.  Being joined by God in our hearts enables us to live from the fullest capacity of ourselves.  There is more power in more than one.  We are all beautiful, unique, and powerful individuals but when we are joined together for a common purpose we can be and accomplish so much more. The basic elements of more hands and feet in the process, more minds thinking the same thing, and most importantly hearts with a common focus is powerful.  In those alone moments we are also given the opportunity to become more closely joined with God in whatever form that takes.  Recognizing God’s presence within us allows us to move forward with the power, grace, and peace that we would not have on our own. Some think of faith or belief in God as a crutch.  I think of it as being joined with a force greater than me always cognizant of the vitality of my heart.  Sometimes I cannot see myself or others in any kind of light.  But God is not hindered by human sight.  God sees the heart alone.  God sees creation in its whole and pure form.  Embracing our jointness with God gives us a running shot at not losing sight of all that is whole and fully alive.

God claims us as his own.  She wants us to know always that we belong.  Our Creator has placed within us a mechanism by which we will find ourselves searching to connect when we get disconnected from our true selves.  It is no mistake that we are driven unconsciously to seek out the light of love.  We know intuitively when we have strayed from our design.  Our lives will often take a turn for the worse when we try to live without it. We strive to seek it out by convincing ourselves that it must be from outside of us because it cannot simply be coming from within, we can’t see that.  If after seeking for a while and not able to reconnect to our source, we can convince ourselves it was not meant to be.  We shut down our heart and the hardening begins.  We may reach a breaking point which cracks open the hardened shell around our hearts.  Then there is space to let the light shine through.  It feels as though the light is coming from outside of ourselves but it is the presence of the light of love that is buried deep within us.  God never let it go out,we just thought it had.  God encourages us to fan the flame and make the light brighter which will continue to melt the hardening around our hearts and make our light more visible to others.

Our lives are a work in progress.  We will know we are done when we die.  All the striving, conquering, and controlling does not delay the end or push it back.  Being in the space of striving, controlling, and conquering is about a static state.  We cannot control the ebb and flow of life, it is meant to be in flux.  We cannot strive past our current reality.  We can grow from our past reality but if we are pushing to be somewhere we are not, we lack alignment with ourselves.  Life is a conquering when we acknowledge our development as being in the game of life.  I use to think safety came from knowing.  I have learned on my daily dates that safety is being real with God and myself.  Depending on what stage of development I am present in at the moment, I can determine the most safe way to allow for my development by connecting with myself.  Trusting it will look different today than it does six months or years from now depending on how I have grown. For me, it’s also a willingness to be open to how I progress, not that I do in a certain way that assures me of a smooth road with a definitive successful marker at the end.  Development makes room for allowing the ebb and flow of life in which showing up is the only role I am to play.

The smooth, still nature of God’s presence provides a lens through which we are invited to see ourselves reflected back in love.  It is a looking-glass into our heart.  Often we cannot imagine the magnitude of beauty to which we would be presented.  When the same glassiness is shinning in our hearts and exudes from who we are others become the witness.  They often notice the magnitude of love emanating from us before we see it in ourselves.  They may not describe it to us in that way but they are struck by what they are seeing.  Sometimes when we are present with someone for whom the glassiness of being is residing in them fully we can’t take our eyes off of them.  They seem to have a flow and peace about them.  I imagine this is what it was like to be around Jesus or Buddha.  It is what draws us in when view artists and athletes at their best.  Through the glassiness of their true spirit we get a sense of our capacity to be the same.  Just like glass is smooth enough to see through it also reflects ourselves for us.  If we are not able to connect to the glassiness of love’s presence in us, we can start by noticing it in others.

Have you ever noticed that restored things are held in high regard?  We marvel at restored museum pieces, classic cars, family heirlooms, or even trends in fashion or language that make a comeback in culture. Why is it that we do not have the same reverence and regard for restored human beings?  People who have experienced trials in life or overcome a defeated way of living are not marveled for what they have overcome in body, mind, or spirit but are often kept at a distance.  Their restoration is not embraced but held behind the memory of the darkness they once were.  We struggle in our western culture with the idea of restorative justice.  We think more in terms of just completely ridding ourselves of the bad elements of our personalities or physicality instead of restoring the view in which they are held.  Perhaps these opportunities for restoration are invitations from God to see ourselves and the world as one big lesson in what works and what does not.  Without an opportunity for restoration of our hearts, we would never know how to get back to the truth of who we are.  If we know that restoration is possible we still have hope.  God never sees the light within us go out.  God never views us from the angle of our dark parts.  God’s eyes have a knack for seeing the restorative light that with his help can become our reality again. She wants us to know no matter how dark our sight of ourselves or others gets, there is nothing that cannot be restored to its fullness and wholeness.

Without realizing it we often carry around these ideas of how we have messed things up and made mistakes that are irreversible.  This creates a division between ourselves and how God sees us.  God does not look upon us by our mistakes.  God never sees anything less than the glorious creation God designed.  God is still real with us.  If there is something we have done to sever ourselves from our hearts then God is the first to encourage us to mend it.  Built within our hearts is this knowing that something is off.  We have somehow missed the mark when we make mistakes.  Which is probably why the Hebrew and Christian scriptures use the term sin which means to miss the mark.  When we feel that nudging from inside our hearts and souls then we know things are working as designed.  Not to condemn us but to wake up to how and why we are ill at ease with ourselves.  Most of us, me included, do more than an adequate job of condemning ourselves.  I am ready to do it way before anyone else will.  God views us as never having lost touch with the true essence of ourselves which is love.   It is the forgiven view.  The invitation from missing the mark that we feel is the design by which we can come to reconnect with the forgiven view through which God sees us.

We encounter God in the most profound and mundane experiences.  God is present for it all, even the things for which we do not want to be present.  In those moments when we would rather not be there and we show up anyway, God is able to work through us.  We are not left to our own devices to figure it out. I used to think I could not attempt anything unless I knew exactly what was involved and I presumed I had to know about it before.  I was so afraid of failing that I boxed myself in to a life in which I was safe or so I thought.  There were elements of rebelliousness but most of those fell under ways in which I harmed myself.  I would push past little fears but always with an impending sense of doom and the moment something went wrong, I figured it must be my fault.  It wasn’t until I really began to walk daily on my dates with God that I became open to being present and seeing what God could do through me.

There is an experience we have all had on some level where we feel ourselves connected to something much greater than ourselves but we can’t seem to hold on to it.  For those who have had such experiences often called spiritual or enlightenment experiences it can be beautiful and wondrous.  None of them catapult us out of reality entirely unless they happen just before we breather our last breath.  But those people are no longer physically present and able to tell us how it may or may not have continued after that breath ended.  We presume it must have gone on forever, but we do not know.  Some people believe this is all non-sense and though they may not know the rational reason why we have those moments, clearly we could come up with something more practical that a God-thing to explain it.  It matters little to me how someone defines it.  I am more interested in how these experience of surpassing the reality we rely on day in and day out alters our perception of the day-to-day experience.  I have not, nor many spiritual people I have met or read about figured a way to completely sustain this other worldly experience.  It is though it surpasses our reality and launches us into a different dimension but then we still wake up in a body with feelings and a head full of thoughts that lack awe, kindness, peace, or joy.  Is the surpassing experience meant to hold us or simply shift our thinking so we can approach the day-to-day with greater peace, joy, and awe?  Perhaps it is not about obtaining or maintaining the experiencing but learning from it.  How does the feeling of being comforted and loved by someone or something greater than me make it a little easier to smile at the person on the train at rush hour who is standing closer to me than I would prefer?  How will getting a glimpse of a space where only peace and awe exist make it more likely for me to remember to breathe before I respond to the person by whom I am irritated? I know from my daily dates when I have shared with God in a surpassing experience, I am able to see and deal with the rest of my day from a lighter and gentler frame of mind.  Maybe that is what it is all about.

Asking God to see things as God sees things provides us with a holistic perspective beyond what our own minds can comprehend.  It also opens the door to our hearts where our understanding and God’s understanding are united.  Living from our hearts is a different reality than living from our minds.  Our hearts can inform our minds and broaden them if we are open to it.  Our reality can become infused with a hope and a compassion that may not extend from a purely logical understanding.  There is much of nature that can be understood and held with great amazement.  Something else happens though when you know the heartfelt experience of being pierced by the beauty of a flower in bloom, hear the sound of a bluebird’s call, or feel the gentle touch of the leaves that overhang the grand tree that has been alive longer than you.  Those realities are in our hearts and register on vibration levels which have no meaning to our minds until our heart’s provide interpretation.