God and Blue Jeans

I just want to talk about the Holy Spirit, for a bit. Not because I'm an expert, more because I'm amazed at how subtle and how secure He is, in leading people. I just want to say Wow, because I am thankful, that He is intricately, able, with the slightest nuance, to guide us. He is guiding me, just because His course corrections are so gently brought about, doesn't mean He's far away. Looking for direction, sometimes, we try too hard, strain too hard, push too hard. It becomes all about our ability.
There's something about faith, that is so simple, and we do it all the time, every day. It actually comes natural to us. I hope I can explain it, because it's like trying to touch mist. I'm just going to ramble, because I guess that's how it's going to stroll out in words.
Does anyone "feel" their blue jeans, all the time, everyday? The answer is, yes and no at the same time. One feels them, because one's body is doing it's job, nerve endings etc. are sending their messages, but one is more often than not "aware" that one is feeling them. They are taken for granted and not thought of.
Something about this, is taking me closer to my explanation of faith, and how the Holy Spirit moves. The Holy Spirit is like those blue jeans, sometimes we are aware of Him, but for the most part, we take His covering, His touch, for granted. There is something of faith in this too.
Just because one is not at all times aware of ones blue jeans, doesn't mean one suddenly lost them, or they leave, fall off, or disappear right?
I really don't think the Holy Spirit minds being thought of through this strange explanation. He covers us, and on some level we "feel" Him, but for the most part, we are unaware, YET, He is always there, always covering, leading, moving, touching, helping. This is where the blue jean thing is only a bit of help.
So too, in our life with Him. BUT, there is comfort here, because He IS always there, we aren't suddenly naked and somehow, we actually know how to trust like this, but, we think it's different, harder, more cerebral, more tactile.
God designed us to be able to relate to Him. It's like it's woven within our DNA. When I do a painting, even if I don't sign it, someone familiar with my work, has a sense, a feel, that it's mine. In fact the more paintings I do, the more I can even see my own style, though I don't try for it. You know what I mean. Authors are the same, after a while, when you become familiar with the author, you can feel them, and just tell that flavour somehow. They don't try for that, it just is.
Well, if God is the author, the artist, the creator, you can bet, there's an imprint in us, His style, His flavour. We function according to a design.
Why?
I think Love.
Love left it's mark, and when we are in tune, we resonate with that mark.
Love came, to tune up creation, because Love, Himself knew, we were out of tune.
Love knew we may notice we were out of tune, but we'd never be able to tune ourselves.
Love knew, He knew! we were a really out of tune piano.
He ever lives to tune us up
He is drawn to us and we are drawn to Him.

So, why is it, that we seem to have a way easier time messing things up? Why do we find it easier to think He doesn't exist? There are plenty of people in the world we don't know right? Do they exist? How can you prove they exist, if you don't know them, don't know where they live, have no access to them. To you, they don't exist, but, in truth, they are alive and well. Could it be that we don't know He exists, because, we never met Him, and don't know where He lives, nor have any access to Him? But, does this disprove existence?
Where am I strolling?
He can be known, He wants to be known, just like you want to be known. He wants to be believed, just like we want to be believed. He is not like us, we are like Him.
Then, just when I rambled a bit more, I had to throw in, that there are a company of "beings", that don't like Him, AT ALL, and they don't like you either, because, a)He loves you and b) you remind them of Him, whether you want to or not. This would be the devil and his "crew". Our enemy.
I think this enemy just wants you to never be too sure about anything, that has anything to do with God, unless of course, it is not true. Partial truth, spoken from this source, is a lie. It's like drinking a glass of clear water, with only one drop of deadly poison. It's still going to kill you.
That's why, we needed Love, to make His move, and come to rescue us from that poison we drank, in that clear water, just one drop and death creeped into creation. Darn!
As the years go by, I am more and more aware, of just how much I need saving. How honest are we really? Sometimes, I think people don't believe, yet, because they are disappointed that He didn't do something, in your face, totally obvious. Disappointment is a strong tactic of that "crew" of the liar really. It happens to all of us, and we mire in an explanation, hints, lies, until hope goes away. Then, we decide to bite off our nose to spite our face. We are a multitude of nose less people. Myself included.
I didn't ask to be born. I didn't ask to have a sin nature. I didn't want one. I didn't want to get sick, or be mean, or lie, but it all just came into my race, from that stupid poison lie. Wow. I didn't even ask for a saviour. But, I am not God. God just plain loves. He created us because He loves us, loves creating, love flows from Him, like breath, like fragrance, like a song. Love decided to save. Love always would have.
There isn't a pointing finger hanging over this world on God's Hand.
There isn't a scowl on His face.
There is love, making a plan, hatching a plot, to deliver, to make free, to bless, to redeem.
Why? Because that's what Love does.
Love never fails.
Ultimately, love won, because God Himself entered the ring, on our behalf, and took down death, splat!
He cheated us out of our just punishment, by putting Himself in our place, before we were even born! What!
I like His mercy. I need it, and I'll always need it and I can rest on it and I do.
So, back to my original thoughts. Trusting Him is as easy as wearing your blue jeans. Just as much as they don't just disappear, neither does He. He is always there, always with you, always for you, always near. Unlike blue jeans, that you can take off, once He's in your life, He can never be removed. Nothing can separate you from Him. What? That's good news. If that's the case, then I am trusting, that someone that amazing, is really on top of everything and even if I can't keep it all straight, He is way more able to do it, think it, bring it to pass, bring it about, do it.
He leads me, every day, sometimes subtle, and sometimes more overt, but whether I'm sensitive to Him or not, He is sensitive to me, all the time. Wow.
What if I'm right?
There is a Friend, who sticks closer than a brother.