Turning the corner of 2nd & Broadway in downtown Nashville, I come across this young man. Shoe-less, torn pants, and messy dreadlocks. I am immediately drawn in. He pulls out a small, worn book and begins to read familiar words, capturing my heart:
"Rend your heart and not your garments.
Return to the LORD your God, for he is gracious and compassionate,
slow to anger and abounding in love..."
His tone is peaceful, not preaching; respectful, not rash. I stop and listen.
I continue taking pictures, capturing the moment. My senses fully alive.
He reminds me of a modern day John the Baptist, standing out amongst society, but clearly comfortable in his own skin. Others walk by: businessmen, tourists, and construction workers alike. No one else stops to listen. They don't even appear to hear His Words.
Deaf ears, blind eyes. We've all been there. Some of us still are.
Oh, but to miss the beauty of the moment, the invitation, the LOVE.
To know Love, to experience Love, to be Loved.
We are all hungry for it, hurting for it, desiring it.
And yet, there it is. Right before us. Calling to us, wooing us, inviting us.
We walk away even emptier than before.
I snap another photo of the building across the street, tuck my camera in my back pocket, and lay my hand firmly on his shoulder.
"God bless you," I whisper, not wanting to interrupt his flow.
"I hear you. I see you. I welcome you," my heart longs to say.
Walking away, I respond to the One who has been wooing me, calling me, inviting me.
"I hear You. I see You. I welcome You."
Just a reminder, you can now find me over at my new website. I've noticed traffic still showing up here, so I thought I would continue posting in both places for a while long.
Hope you had a blessed Easter. Keep pressing into LOVE, and KEEP LIVING A BLESSED LIFE!
With love and JOY,