This morning I was meeting a guy at 8:30 for breakfast and for one reason or another he didn't show... Because I have a problem with certain electronic impulses in my brain working correctly (forgetful), I figured I would wait until at least 9:00... Knowing that it is possible that I just "thought" I said 8:30 when it could have 9:00 that was the true (and highly overrated) prearranged time to meet for the partaking of an early meal together...
Since I had some time open I took out my Bible and started reading through the book of Acts. We're starting a new series at Hungry on how Jesus sent His church forward so I thought this would be a good time to seek some direction on how we can work through this book. This turned into an amazing time of stillness, of seeking, asking, wondering, and dreaming...
Then 9:07 rolled around and still no new company. By this time my inner organs often referred to as the stomach was felling grossly empty... I am thankful for this feeling because it lead to the enjoyment of one of the best Western Omelets ever produced by Pam's Farmhouse.
So there I was enjoying time alone (in a public place) with my Creator. No time constraint, no objective, no box to check.... And then the enjoyment of a meal... I think I offered God thanks the whole time I was eating... I honestly was grateful... with every bite of egg, tomatoes, peppers, toast, and goodness gracious - grits with toast... get the heck outta here... SOOOOO good!!!
Well when I was finished, as cheezy as it sounds (but I make no apologies), I felt moved. I felt as though I had spent time with my Father. I had spent time sharing my heart, seeking His, and being blessed by His peace and goodness... My soul was moved and I was compelled to mark my thoughts...
Here I am
Finally quiet again...
a place I've longed to be
There's people around
all scents and sounds...
But the One I sense is You
How do I loose the simplicity
the right has now moved to wrong
The mornings too short
and the nights they run long
But what I really need is You
You beckon with love
You calm with Your peace
You comfort the heart that's wounded
You cover with grace
So I can look in Your face...
in this time with You
And so I am moved to worship...
What a great morning... Perhaps the start of a "new tradition"...
Love and Peace,
-J
4 comments:
simply beautiful. it is encouraging to hear you seeking shalom in your own life. my tradition is very similar - on friday mornings i take from 9-noon and head to a coffee shop to read, write, and listen. i refer to it as my 'yearned for wholeness time'. i pray you can keep up this tradition. call me bro- i miss ya
Whatever dude...you were just totally hungry and didn't want to look like a loser eating by yourself so you busted our your Bible so you'd look spiritual and introspecitve instead...tricky...I know you're type!
I love you
That's awesome. I think enjoying a good meal when truly hungry can be a fantastic act of worship.
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