I have always known, although with incomplete interpretation and, therefore, inconsistent application, that I must take all of the time necessary to abide in that unique space that is consecrated to my experience of the presence of the Lord. This is not a daily devotion or an organized time of prayer and Bible reading. That supports and empowers the other, but I am referring to something more or beyond that. This space of abiding is mostly of God’s choosing. It is my part to recognize his invitation and meet him. It is a space not a place or a time. It is the space within and around me when I am surrounded by God. The invitation may come on a rainy Saturday morning in my car, sitting in a park. It may come while I walk down a busy city street or a crowded mall. It may come during a worship service. It may come in times of seclusion brought on by sickness or recovery. This holy space is about abiding in Christ; he is in me and I am in him. He speaks to me and convicts me of sin, strengthening me to repent. He brings things that I have distorted into correct perspective. He comforts and encourages and infuses strength. In this holy space I am perfectly positioned to learn from the past, live in the present and look to the future; I receive the gifts of discernment and interpretation. I grow in wisdom, faith and hope. I can no longer be so presumptuous as to think that I may or may not enter this space whenever I choose. I will cease to Live if I do not allow Jesus to choose when I need to enter.
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