I'm still camped out in Genesis 6. I just don't feel led to move on quite yet, yet I'm not sure exactly what I'm supposed to see.
I reread the chapter, remembered what I just wrote about the other day and thought about the events of yesterday and the day before. Monday I woke, dreading the day as it was the day I dreaded for ... you could read about it in the previous post. I still didn't do much that day, as I just don't know exactly how to grasp this new way of life. Yesterday a very important matter needed to be tended to, and I went with my husband to complete the task. Then I asked if he would go with me to the Farmer's market and I would drive him to work, then I proceeded to go visit my parents. I came home, Duane was home. I look back at yesterday and see that yes there were matters that had to take place, and even matters that I brought God with me into. However, I still avoided being in the silence and even the opportunity to look at Him face to face in our home.
It's hard to articulate. I did nothing "wrong". But I can't help but look at these verses and ponder.
God made us to need companionship, as He made Eve for Adam. It is natural to want to be with one another, to have company and conversations. But I am reminded of just three chapters back when God was walking with the two in the garden. Why am I still avoiding the quiet? I could be walking with God in the solitude of our own home!
So today I sit. I have my time with Him. I have my music playing in the background, and one of the first songs is "I Am Not Alone" and I shout it at the top of my lungs. It was a promise that came over me. I felt a smile fall upon me. I was experienced strength in the promise as I fought off a lie that was captivating me to avoid our new home. And peace came to stay. The music remains. But something seems a little different today, I'm welcoming the opportunity of silence, and hoping God will come walk with me today.
God found favor with Noah. I hope God finds favor with me today too. And finds this home welcoming Him in, with me greeting Him at the doorway.
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