“I dare to believe the luckless will get lucky someday in you” Psalm 10.12
The New York lottery and I are total strangers. I do not remember meeting or exchanging monies. Maybe there was a meeting, maybe not. My friends hope I never play because I am probably “lucky.”
Home church is always an interesting experience. Friends bonded together because of their common quest for God. Friends meeting together to celebrate God and seek a special blessing. Friends rediscovering the beauty of God’s first love, the original Sabbath blessing.
As we met, discussed, explored, and at times argued I realized we are all lucky in a way.
We continue to glimpse God in the day to day lives we lead.
We desire to have God be our first love.
We experience the gifts of God in tangible ways.
We ask and demand the passion of the Holy Spirit.
We know, in some way, God’s love.
For many the understanding of how to meet, how to discover, how to be lucky is a fog that never lifts. I discovered in moments of clarity how blind I am even if I think I am lucky.
It is when my heart “cries Jesus, Jesus, Lord of my life” I dare to believe I will get lucky with God. I desperately want God to fill my heart with desire to have Him as my first love. I seek, with everything I am, to have a true passion for the Son of God.
Do you think we can get lucky today?
Everything starts with purchasing the ticket. Unless I play the game, I will never have the chance to be lucky. Everything starts with a desire to know God. Everything begins with an expression or thought of what might be.
God hears and answers. David discovered God amazing love, and non-conditional acceptance. You and I can to!
We can start the day seeking a passionate God embrace.
We can live our lives pursuing God experiences.
We can end our days with a hug of thanks.
God luck isn’t; it is love!
