Here is something of a meditation on the Heart of God. I don’t claim it as any profound insight, more the reflection of one who has been privileged, if privilege it be, to occasionally glimpse the smallest fraction of the Heart of God.
It is well, in fact, that we cannot glimpse much more than this. It is a mercy that glory is veiled else it would overwhelm us, burn us away. We get so involved in our little struggles, in matters that seem important, but are not. Running around, seeking fame, power, acclamation, money and status. And, what are all these things but dross in the eyes of the Almighty? A glimpse into the Heart of God is enough to see the laughable triviality of the things we call important.
Yet the tyranny of the urgent so often overwhelms us, and we lose any sense of perspective, chasing after the wind, imagining that when we catch it we will have something. Only to see what is nothing dissipate through our fingers.
The Heart, the burning Heart of God. Have you ever beheld the Holiness of His glorious heart? This is a burning love, composed of (and I give you but a small mean sample) yearning, desire, anguish, pain, anger, compassion and longing. How do You stand it Lord, a Love that is so far beyond and above us?
The same heart of love is a heart of wrath, we do not understand, until we see – and then how could it be other? The love that is beyond comprehension burns with the same fire, that we call holiness. The fire will burn to purify us, or will burn to destroy wickedness. Truly, the veil is a mercy – but also a danger as we wrap ourselves in cocoons of delusion.
There is a hard mercy to come, a judgment that is also blessing for those with eyes to see. There is so much PAIN – I have no words for the anguish of God. His bride, whoring to her own destruction. We will think this judgment to be a rejection, a disowning, a calling of accounts to be paid, from a God who now hates us for what we have done, left undone, and for what we have become.
Not so, rather it is the burst of love unrequited, a love that can do nothing but explode in a burst so fierce, so tender – wrath and mercy both, that would boil to a pinnacle, to the kairos moment of decision, as the quiet voice whispers in the agony of our indecision…..
Will you not turn to Me?
Will you not choose Me?
Will you not love Me – love Me more than all these others?
If you would but turn to Me with your whole heart, forsaking all other gods, I could heal you.
Are you willing, this day?
Greetings. WOW! So many insights are compiled here. As you menton, if it weren’t for the veil, the awesomeness of God would completely overwhelm us. His ways are past finding out and in him is no variance or turning. Yet too often, instead of following hard (Psalm 63:8) after the Lord who created us and redeemed us, we get caught up in the continuing dramas of life on planet earth until we become mechanical in our approach to him. I pray that all of us would have such a hunger and thirst for the Lord Jesus that we’ll discard anything and everything that’s hindering us. That, as the apostle Paul wrote to the Philippian saints, we too would say “That I may know him, and the power of his resurrection, and the fellowship of his sufferings, being made conformable unto his death; If by any means I might attain unto the resurrection of the dead.”
Very encouraging post. Thanks. I needed this.
Have a blessed evening in Jesus.
Yes Lord, I am willing this and every day as my heart, soul and spirit long for Thy presence in a dry and thirsty land.
How we need to see the Fathers heart, even if only in part as our mortal frame could not behold His splendour in it’s fullness without failing perhaps…
Thank you for a timely word and post.
Blessings to you dear Peter! I have wanted to call and write but alas, things have been in such a state these last few months. You and Ruthy are in our thoughts and prayers often and we WILL by God’s grace, be in touch soon!
Jesus love and grace to you, and many blessings indeed,
Hello Timbob and Susan – glad this one spoke to you! I hope we’ll have time to speak more soon Susan.