God works in mysterious ways.
We've all heard that trite
He will use any means necessary to reach you. He uses foolishness. He uses the mundane. He uses the miraculous. Even the inappropriate. He uses methods that perplex and confound the wise.
I write about God a lot.
I guess I'm a bit of a Jesus-freak. (Sorry not sorry if you're not into that.)
I can't help it. That's just who I am. But it's because I've seen Him work in my own life. I've heard His voice in my dreams. I've felt His presence in my body. Now do I sound like a weirdo? Well, I guess I'm okay with that.
I'm not the only weirdo, though.
Two-thousand years ago, Mary got knocked up while she was still a virgin (Matthew 1:18). That is freaking weird, dude. The Creator of the Universe was growing inside of her. She was making the One who made her.
Wrap your brain around that.
That's how God does international diplomacy.
But perhaps you don't believe any of these stories. Perhaps you believe the Bible is foolishness. Outdated. Antiquated. Irrelevent. That's okay. No judgment here.
I, too, once thought I had it all figured out.
But the older I get, the more I realize that I am just beginning to understand the pervasive grace of God. The unfathomable depth of His love for humanity. The lengths He will go to woo me. And the lengths He will go to woo you, too.
He will never stop pursuing us.
No matter how far we run.
No matter where we hide.
No matter what we've done.