It's funny how God gets my attention sometimes.
There are occasional days that I struggle with a bad attitude. I catch myself being snippy with my kids, or I get really worked up about traffic or something equally aggravating, but not necessarily important in the grand scheme of life.
I realize that something is out of whack, yet the struggle continues, because it's an inner issue, deep in my heart. Nobody on the outside would ever realize the epic battle within. (Well, except for the child to whom I'm snippy.) But for me it can feel intense, not to mention frustrating.
Then, suddenly, I'll notice myself humming a particular song. The Holy Spirit simply places a song in my head, and out it comes. So I've learned to pay attention to what I'm singing. When I actually listen to what is coming out of my mouth, it never fails to astonish me...it's precisely what I need to hear.
Like the song above. It's an old Beatles song, from the year 19-who knows when. And God uses it to tell me that I'm running low on love. HIS love.
Once this realization hits, I hit my knees. I continue singing. And I thank God for speaking to my heart through a song. Then I ask Him to fill me and flood me with love.
And He does exactly that. Which makes me grateful--and a lot less snippy.
God is love. And really, love is all you need.
"He who does not love has not become acquainted with God - does not and never did know Him; for God is love." 1 John 4:8
This is a previously published post.