Angels

Today, my husband and I went for a stroll in the park. Lounging on some boulders by a stream, we set up our IPOD speakers for a little background music, and pulled out a Max Lucado book (Come Thirsty). The chapter was about angels. Not the chubby cherubs or flighty fairies most people associate with the celestial beings, but the mighty spirits who serve God both in the heavens and here on earth. The point was that the angels listen to God's voice alone, and obeying Him means protecting and ministering to those who love and fear Him. It was a lovely and encouraging chapter, but the part that really impressed me appeared at the very end: the angels are stunned by us and our special relationship with God. God chose to become a human, not an angel. Humans know the wonder of salvation and redemption, sinless angels don't. And most amazingly, God's Holy Spirit dwells within us humans who receive His salvation. The angels worship continually around the throne of God, yet they do not know the immense power and comfort of the Spirit of God living in them, as we can. This convicts me. I have the Treasure of treasures living with and within me, and how often do I take it for granted? Too often.

Glorious Father, Beautiful Savior, and Blessed Holy Spirit,
Forgive my careless thoughts towards the miracle of You dwelling in me. May I never forget the wonder of what You have done to be with me. I love and serve You only.