When the days are swimming along easily and my worries are few, I may grow more confident in my own power and lean less on His. “Carefree” can turn into “careless” and soon I’ve lost the awareness of how essential God is in every moment of every day.
Though I still love God and know His truths, I may reach out to Him less, fail to worship Him and cease to feel the Holy Spirit’s gentle nudging within my spirit. How quickly I can forget that I need God in every breath, for everything.
Then is it any wonder that I wind up in an uncomfortable place, on my knees, asking for forgiveness, begging for clarity and council, wanting God to help me make sense of the mess?
God meets me right there, again and again. My loving Father has great understanding and welcomes me back into His arms. He tells me how to stay safely there and I listen once more.
It is good for me that I was afflicted, that I might learn your statutes. The law of your mouth is better than thousands of gold and silver pieces. Psalm 119:71-72
Meeting God at the Park 