One day I woke early into  the morning to watch the sunrise.

Ah, the beauty of God’s creation is beyond description.

As I watched, I praised God for His beautiful work.  

As I sat there the Lord brought His presence on me.

He asked me, “Do you love Me ?”

I answered, “Of course, God ! You are my Lord and my Savior !”

Then He asked, “If you were physically handicapped, would you still love Me ?”

I was perplexed.

I looked down upon my arms, legs, and the rest of my body

and wondered how many things I wouldn’t able to do.

The things that I took for granted. And I answered,

“It would be tough, O Lord. But I would still love You.”

The the Lord said, “If you were blind, would you still love My creation ?”

How could I love something without being able to see it ?

Then I thought of all the blind people in the world

and how many of them still loved God and His creation.

So I answered, “It’s hard to think of it but I would still love You.”

The Lord then asked me, “If you were deaf, would you still listen to My Word ?”

How could I listen to anything being deaf ?

Then I understood. Listening to God’s word is not merely using our ears but our hearts.

I answered, “It would be tough, but I would still listen to Your Word.”

The Lord then asked, “If you were mute, would you still praise My Name ?”

How could I praise without a voice ?

Then it occurred to me that God wants us to sing from our heart and soul.

It never matters what we sound like.

And praising God is not always with a song but when we are persecuted.

We give God praise with our words of thanks.

So I answered, “Though I could not physically sing, I would still praise Your Name.”

And the Lord asked, “Do you really love Me ?”

With courage and a strong conviction, I answered boldly,

“Yes, Lord ! I love You because You are the one and true God !”

I thought that I had answered well but God asked, “Then why do you sin ?”

I answered, “Because I am only human. I am not perfect”

God replied, “Then why in times of peace do you stray the furthest ?

Why only in times of trouble do you pray the earnest ?”

No, answer. Only tears.

The Lord continued.

“Why only sing at fellowship and retreats ?

 Why seek Me only in times of worship ?

 Why ask things so selfishly ?

 Why ask things so unfaithfully ?”

The tears continued to roll down my cheek.

“Why are you ashamed of Me ?

 Why are you not spreading the good news ?

 Why in times of persecution, you cry to others when I offer My shoulder to cry on ?

 Why make excuses when I give you opportunities to serve in My name ?”

I tries to answer but there was no answer to give.

“You are blessed with life. I made you not to throw this gift away.

  I have blessed you with talents to serve Me, but you continued to turn away.

  I have stretched My Word to you but you do not gain in knowledge.

  I have spoken to you but your ears were closed.

  I have shown my blessing to you but your eyes were turned away.

  I have sent you servants but you sat idly by as they were pushed away.

  I have heard your prayers and I have answered them all.”

“Do you truly love Me ?”

I could not answer. How could I ?

I was embarrassed beyond belief. I had no excuse. What could I say to this ?

When my heart had cried out and the tears had flowed, I said

“Please forgive me, O Lord. I am unworthy to be Your child.”

The Lord uttered, “That is My grace, My child.”

I asked, “Then why do you continue to forgive me ?   Why do You love me so ?”

The Lord replied softly,

“Because you are My creation. You are My child. I will never abandon you.

 When you cry, I will have compassion and cry with you.

 When you scream in joy, I will laugh with you.

 When you are down, I will encourage you.

 When you fall, I will raise you up.

 When you are tired, I will carry you.

 I will be with you till the end of days, and I will love you forever.”

Never had I cried so hard before.

How could I have been so cold ?

How could I have hurt God as I had done ?

I asked God, “How much do You love me ?”

And the Lord stretched out His arms as they were nailed to the cross.

I bowed down at the feet of Christ, my Savior.

And for the first time, I truly prayed.