Wanting More

As I have grown older, I want to see more.  It is not that I want to travel the planet to behold wonders like pyramids, or land that served as the stage for important historical events, or some magnificent mountains that soar toward the sun.  What I want to see is more of what is around me.  Wherever I may be, I want to see what it there to see.  To be content with the things I have always seen and, perhaps, taken for granted is no longer enough.  I want to see what the poets see.  I want to see all the shades of color.  I want to see all the intricacies of the creation God has put around me.  

At an even different level, I want to see every evidence of God present in my present moment.  I want to hear every word He speaks no matter how softly He speaks it.  I want to see Him and know Him in every twist in the road and in every turn of my life.  Long ago shortly after leaving the pulpit for the farm, I heard that divine voice speak in the innermost place of my heart telling me, "Pay Attention."  It has become an important word in my life. It has become a word that takes me forward expectantly into each day.  More recently still another word from God came in the second chapter of Hebrews. It seemed as if it were a word on the page for me.  "Therefore we must pay greater attention to what we have heard, so that we do not drift away from it."  (Hebrews 2:1)  

When I heard "Pay Attention" in the okra patch, I received a Word to direct me forward.  As more years have slipped by, I hear this word about paying even greater attention. There are still more manifestations of His presence, there are still more Words being spoken softly, there is more and I want all of it.  My soul longs for Him and as I live the shorter part of my life, I do not want to miss a thing.