Today I went to the home of a dear friend. As I walked up to the house she met me at the door, smiled warmly and spoke, “Welcome, friend! Come on in!” and with a hug we greeted one another. After fixing cups of creamy spiced Chai, we settled in to talk.
This is the way I often begin my day.
“Hello Father God! Welcome! I am here! Come, sit with me a while. I am ready. I am eager to find you here!”
Having just pulled out of bed, I pad downstairs to pour a cup of steaming black coffee and return to my desk where I remind myself to taste the joy of being awake. Breathing in, resting quietly and expectantly, I wait.
This time with God feels more like hospitality; welcoming in a dear one who knows and loves me. In faith I find the joy of greeting the One who has been awake with me through the night and whose eyes have not wandered and who knows me completely. There is no disapproval in this presence because the love he offers is complete. It feels almost like sitting with my mom. His presence is one of welcome and delight, beckoning me to speak and to trust.
Picking up my pen, I listen. What inside of me wants to be expressed or processed with him? As I start to write, I welcome Him to join me and to make himself known to me. Together we work through what is on my mind; listening and writing. I open my Bible and read so I can listen and write what he is saying to me. The Psalmist recites, “Praise be to the Lord, to God our Savior, who daily bears our burdens.” (Ps 68:19)
When I come away from a time of telling him how much I love and need him, of sharing of what is happening inside me and the needs of those I love, and reading his words, I feel at rest, knowing that He is near. I am not alone with my burdens. I do not have to be afraid. I feel assured that he has been with me and has heard my prayer. (Some speak their prayers. Writing helps me focus and listen.)
He is near. He is near. That is enough. His presence and his sovereignty will calm the raging panic and the hopeless fears. Peace. He is near. He is good. That is enough.
Psalm 90:14 Satisfy us in the morning with your unfailing love, that we may sing for joy and be glad all our days.