“I got you an exercise bike!” I blurted out to my husband just five days before Christmas. He knew to expect it—not the bike, but my lack of reserve.
I’m a terrible gift-giver, you see. It has been that way since I can remember. Because when I find something good, I can’t help but squawk it out to the recipient at the earliest possible moment. The joy of the exchange overcomes my inhibition, and I simply cannot contain it.
But I suppose we’re all a little like this, aren’t we? If you look hard enough, you’ll see it all over—the private moments, the joyous moments, the difficult moments. They’re all there for the world to see, waiting in apps and perfectly edited captions.
But I wonder how many of us are missing those private moments with God because we’re busy blurting them out to anyone who will listen.
And who can really be blamed for it? The beauty of His goodness is a gift that is difficult to contain. Even those in today’s Gospel couldn’t restrain it. The more Jesus ordered them not to share the miracle that was performed, “the more they proclaimed it” (Mark 7:36).
Christ offers Himself to you as a gift each and every day. He offers Himself in the big miracles full of answered prayers and in the still, quiet whispers that resound in the depths of your hearts. And, sometimes, those gifts are meant for you to unwrap and sit with alone. Sometimes they’re meant to rest in the silence so that we can rest in the beauty of His goodness.
So, rest, dear sister. Rest.
Rest in the beauty of His goodness. // @IamBritCalClick to tweet
Is there a small gift the Lord is offering you that's hard to see right now? Pay extra attention until you can identify it.