Its a lot like dropping a marble in a glass of water – my quiet time and me. My thoughts drop right into my heart where I settle in,
past the family thoughts,
past the workday thoughts,
past the world crisis thoughts,
peel, peel away until it is just Father God and me.
When I settle in there, His presence that is taken for granted during the hours, soaks in heavy and real. The self made walls around my heart dissolve to nothingness. His Word, the Holy Bible lays claim.
It is here, that I read and He speaks.
He reminds me to touch.
Reminds me to feel the air as I breathe.
Lets me feel the pages on my fingers and the quilt on my lap.
He tells me again Who He is. And, that I am His.
Through Him, I love.
There is nothing else like it.
I must enter in with Him before I can enter this day at all.
‘But when you pray, go into your room and shut the door and pray to your Father who is in secret. And your Father who sees in secret will reward you.’ (Matthew 6:6 ESV)