Lord, You Have Come

Yes, I know. I have not written since January 20, 2009. I had a couple of people question me whether or not I had taken the last book I had read ('So You Don't Want To Go To Church Anymore') waaaay too seriously! The answer was a definite NO! I did finish the book, loved it, and took a long walk with it. A walk through Confirmation (three seminars and one overnight retreat), Lent, my uncle's death, my mother's admittance into the cardiac care unit on Good Friday, the actual Confirmation Ceremony, and my daughter's wedding.

I have thought many times about writing about each of these experiences, but 'stuff' came up that needed my attention. And now? Now I need to reflect here with you.


There was a time in early February that I found great reflection sitting in a wooden rocking chair in my parlor singing, humming, the first verse from 'Lord You Have Come.":

"Lord, you have come to the seashore, neither searching for the rich nor the wise, desiring only that I should follow. O Lord, with your eyes set upon me, gently smiling, you have spoken my name; all I longed for I have found by the water, at your side, I will seek other shores."


During the last four months, I feel as if the Lord has come searching for me. No harsh demands, just speaking my name. And as I started to move towards Him, I have come to realize, in bits and pieces, that all I long for, is truly found by the water.