It’s early morning. I’m holding my cup of coffee….already the second I’ve poured. My thoughts are darting around to things that must be done. But, I choose to be still. It is a battle. The draw to start tasks is strong, but the memory of what the stillness does for me when I choose it…..that pulls just a little harder. And then, suddenly I am pulled under. Amazingly unaware of time, I am absorbed in the text of my worn out Bible and my conversation with the God of the Universe.
I become aware of the fact that I am so small compared to Him and yet I am so loved exactly as I am right now. Oh, I’m sure there is unconfessed sin somewhere in there and I already know that I could have handled some things better yesterday. But, it all washes away in the serenity of the Secret Place with Him.
I remember back to the years that I barely shot a prayer heavenward and then the month I decided to commit to a “trial run” of carving out time to spend with Him rather than wait for some “better time” in the future. That trial run has become a marathon of the daily addiction of more of Him. I am aware that it would seem questionable that with a whole childhood full of church and Christian schools, I could sit here now as an adult, jaw dropping open at the wonder and overwhelm I feel at His astounding love for me. But it is oh so real.
Tomorrow morning it will start again…..the perplexing moment of decision between performance or pause….why do I even debate it anymore?! And then, the slide back into the soft and blissful space where I am aware that I am at home with my Father.
There’s a private place reserved for the devoted lovers of Yahweh, where they sit near him and receive the revelation-secrets of his promises.
Jennifer
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