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We can so love the days when God shows up big or loud. Those are the days when we just can’t miss Him. It was not one of those days though.

It was a quieter sort of day. I had time to read and then listen to what the Scriptures were saying to me. To go back over the same verse as it seemed to hold something for me and yet it seemed like God was silent. Or He was quieter. Softer. Maybe He was wanting that I lean it a bit. Listen a little harder.

It is a most familiar portion of Scripture:

Even before he made the world, God loved us and chose us in Christ to be holy and without fault in his eyes. God decided in advance to adopt us into his own family bringing us to himself through Jesus Christ. This is what he wanted to do, and it gave him great pleasure. So we praise God for the glorious grace he has poured on us who belong to his dear Son. (Ephesians 1: 4-6, NLT)

See what I mean? It is really a very familiar passage. In reading this passage, I tend to focus on the truths that God loved me, and chose me, and adopted me as His own. All true and precious to me. I take none of that for granted. But today, I felt like God was wanting me to see more. Perhaps to see something new. Different.

I had to read these verses at least four times today. Each time, I walked away sort of disappointed, if I were to be totally honest. I felt like I was missing it. Missing what God was wanting me to see. And that can be somewhat frustrating as I truly do not want to miss what He has for me.

I sat down to read the passage again – a fifth time. Seeing as the house was empty, I read the verse aloud, slowly and softly, in the hopes that in the slowness I would come to know. And it was in the slowness that I finally caught it:

He. Brought. Us.

How had I not ever seen that? How could I ever have thought at a young age I had found Jesus? All my life, God Himself, had been bringing me to Him. He has been aligning the course of my life, each and every day of my life, so that I would come to know and experience Him more deeply. He brought me to Him which continually and daily astounds me. But here is the thing that I never want to forget or get over:

He. Wanted. To.

He not only had planned. It was what He wanted to do and for no other reason than it gave Him great pleasure. I cannot even conceive of that.

To bring me to Himself was His delight. Having me with Him brings Him pleasure. This broken, messed up woman. Somehow I bring Him pleasure. He wanted me. So He brought me to Himself.

And He wants you. And He brings you. And you bring Him pleasure as well.

I am just beginning to realize and believe that there is purpose and identity written by His hand all over my soul. He persistently pursues me no matter how I have failed Him, walked away from Him, disappointed Him, denied Him, disobeyed Him or ignored Him. He never gives up on me and always realigns my paths with His. All so that He can fulfill the purposes He has for me.

And that is true for you today as well. May these two truths burn in your heart…..

He. Brought. Us.

He. Wanted. To.

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