Another missed dinner. Life in the emergency department was often frantic. Creating time and space for my beloved Pamela, Emily, Julia and Catherine was difficult… and at times just did not happen. Loving my family required a discipline of setting apart a time and a place where we could enjoy the presence of one another — experiencing and responding. The schedule of my life often fought against my attempts to create that time and space with those whom I loved.
The same is true with my relationship with God. Creating time and space for Him, requires a discipline of more than quick prayers or brief readings from the Bible. One-minute management of my schedule may work for tasks but not for relationship.
When I don’t take the opportunity
- To listen to the yearnings of the Father's heart,
- To hear the admonishment and encouragement of His Spirit or,
- To bask in the mercy, grace and love of my Beloved Savior,
I quickly feel distant from Him and out of touch.
He is near and requires only my invitation. Jesus, speaking to the lukewarm church of Laodicea, said,
Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come and eat with him, and he with me. (Revelation 3:20 NIV)
Jesus is just on the other side of the door offering a great spiritual meal. Will you join me in inviting Him to dinner?
Sharing the journey with you,