Claude Monet once said,
"Color is my day-long obsession, joy and torment..."
With good reason too, the color in his art speaks for itself.
More recently, my own obsessions have been brought to mind. Nutella. New York. Needless writing. And numerous other things. So why the obsession in the first place?
In my opinion, obsession is love. In the fact that it is an overwhelming fixation of something on the mind. A compelling notion, so to speak.
Like many of my ruminations, these thoughts led me to this thought; what then is God's obsession?
It hit me one day in midst of a hymn. People. Countless books, chapters, and verses from His Book tell us again and again of His obsession with us.
Our creation by His hand. The Israelites being led through the desert by Him to the Promised Land. Prophets sent by Him to tell of our need for Him. Prophets telling us of His coming. His actual coming. His healing of our brokenness. His redemption of us. Paul and other folks' writings of His relationship with us.
Many have said that His Book is His love letter to us. Each time I read it, I believe it, more and more. He's always thinking of us. We should definitely always be thinking of Him.
Obsess over Him. His obsessiveness needs to be reciprocated.
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It's sort of weird to think that God loves us in that sort of way. But a good sort of weird. :)
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