The sun shines through the windows and I’m all snuggled down, bottom-deep in my favorite $40 resale store comfy chair. The littles are napping, the air conditioner kicks on, and the day pauses. Steam rises from my vanilla coffee on the table next to me and I take a deep breath.
What do you have to say to me, God?
And I sit. And I wait.
And sometimes, answers come like puzzle pieces, filling in the gaps, making it all make sense.
Other times, there are no answers, no questions to be answered. There is just me be-ing.
It struck me this afternoon that maybe that is the point, after all, isn’t it? To be.
One of my very favorite, close to my heart verses is Acts 17:28.
For in Him, we live and move, and have our being.
If that verse is true, then He is how I’m typing these words. He is how I take the next breath. And the next. And the one after that.
He is the life-sustainer.
If I live and move in Him, if my being is in Him without me doing anything, then He is speaking, whispering, conversing with me all the live-long day.
He speaks through the littles, through the hubby, through creation, through sunshine.
And so it becomes not so much that I have to make it all quiet to hear Him, but that He is in me and unmovable and teh I AM regardless of external noise. Or lack thereof.
He is the unshakable core, the Rock that anchors me down deep into His love-ocean. And if I’m there, I don’t have to go anywhere or do anything to invite Him into what I’m doing.
Oh no. He is so much bigger than that.
I’m already a part of what He is doing, because I live and move in Him. Because He says that I do. That you do. Already.
As Rob Bell says, it all becomes “holy ground” then, doesn’t it? Changing the 8th dirty diaper before lunchtime – holy ground. Putting the 3 year old in time out again – redemptive work. Feeding, folding, sweeping, nursing, answering, loving. If He holds life together and me in it, then we – me joined into the Trinity – do all of these things together, as one.
And He doesn’t want just a little sliver of “quiet time” in the mornings. No, no. He invites us to see Him in all things, as the one holding every detail together. All day, in everything.
Remember that you are being held, every moment of every day.
In Him, you live and move and have your being.