This morning I read in the Bible that God camped in the very middle of the Israelite camp (Numbers 2:1). He loved them and wanted to be with them. He wanted them to know He was there; to teach them how to truly live with Him; to travel with them and guide them.
So I had a little conversation with God, that went a bit like this:
God, I know You are here too, in the middle of my life, in my mess, because you say love me and want to be with me. To guide me and travel through life with me. So Lord, why is it you want to be with me, in my mess?
Because you are my child and I love you. I love to be with you, to walk closely with you and hold your hand.
But why me? when there are thousands and millions of others who are better than me and much cleverer than me. Those who are more important and certainly more worthy than I am. You love them, and walk with them, so why do you want me as well?
Because there is no one else like you, you are unique and I want to be in the centre of your life.
And because there is only one you.