"So Many" - 04/29/13 - 2 Samuel 17:15-19:30, Psalm 3, 63

God—you’re my God!
    I can’t get enough of you!
I’ve worked up such hunger and thirst for God,
    traveling across dry and weary deserts.
So here I am in the place of worship, eyes open,

    drinking in your strength and glory.
In your generous love I am really living at last!
    My lips brim praises like fountains.
I bless you every time I take a breath;
    My arms wave like banners of praise to you. (Psalm 63:1-4)

Because you’ve always stood up for me,
    I’m free to run and play.
I hold on to you for dear life,
    and you hold me steady as a post." (Psalm 63:7,8)

Sitting on the bench, I couldn’t help but smile, as I watched them. 

Kids.

Of all ages. 

Parents swinging and dipping their babies toes down into it.  Little ones running, screaming, laughing as they ran through it, on this first warm day of spring.  I was sitting on a bench at the fountains.  Watching how different God has made each of us, not only in our looks, but our temperament. 

A beautiful little girl reminded me of a duck.  She was following another  little girl, mimicking her every move.  Even in holding up her “skirt”, while not wearing a skirt.  Never did that little hand unclasp the hem of her short tee shirt.  Wherever her leader went, she went also.  Whatever action, she was a perfect copy. 

The little boy made his way about the waters on his own.  Splashing whomever happened to be in his way.   Running through the water falls and squealing with delight, as he came through the other side completely soaked.  His mom soon joined in.  Not caring at all what she looked like to others.  They were in their own little world – delighting in it.

Four sisters ran from one end to the other, until one was completely soaked.  When they came over to their mom, who was sitting right beside me, her excitement quickly fizzled out.  Her mom was reprimanding her for “not thinking long term” and getting soaked.  She would have to ride in the car like that.  I wanted so badly to say, “pick your battles.  Your child will most likely remember getting “shoulded”, instead of the giggles, screams, and laughter the four of them had – getting soaked”.  I kept my mouth shut and prayed.

And continued to pray for all that I was watching.    

 

Wondering how many of them have an intimate relationship with God or even know His name.  I so want my fellow man to know Him.  All the thousands of persons I have been seeing today, I wonder.  I pray as I walk down the streets over them.  I may not meet them face to face, but I believe my Divine Appointment today was to pray over them.  I cannot contain my love for Him. 
Now, as I sit in Union Station waiting on my train, I look across the room.  There is a woman with two books in her lap, she is writing and turning pages back and forth.  One of those books is Her Bible.  Another woman sits two seats down from her, also studying her Bible.

Here in the middle of the city -  In the middle of the crowds - He is.

I continue to pray for those about me.