I have learned over the years to welcome being alone with Yahweh. To be clear, it was not a far cry from the way I grew up. Raised by my grandmother who was busy and whose children were already grown, I would often play by myself – naming all the flowers in the tiny garden in front of the house, creating classrooms with bottles and cans, making grass-haired dolls, and developing commentary on every bird or lizard that skittered across my sight. I suppose it is in this context that I became comfortable being by myself. But now that my life is changing, and my responsibilities have multiplied, it is difficult to find those moments of solitude even when I am alone, because I am constantly planning or considering the next move, or catching up on chores and duties left unattended.
That being said, I make sure to get some alone time, face time if you will, with the Father so that I can become centered and focused. The result is usually a refueling that always makes me wonder “what took me so long?” Replenishing my spiritual fuel is no longer a mechanical, routine, express stopover when I am on empty. I have come to step into the moment with a sense of relief and expectation. It is like walking into a spa – knowing that I will lose myself in the aromas and the soothing massage of His love on my heart and mind. Nowadays I go in prepared, but prepared to do and say less. I enter with the plan of sitting and waiting, following the lead of the Spirit. Just thinking about His love and the opportunity to come away with Him is enough to loosen the tension knotted together by cares and anxieties.
After the quiet time comes the adoration and appreciation for the One whose presence beckoned in the first place and usually by the time we get here, the forceful presence of His anointing begins to direct my praise and the prayer – making intercession for others and certainly for me. It is a lesson in love, a narrative of peace that I hear in my heart as I move back into the world – noisy and crowded with responsibilities. But now I am ready, now I am full – of joy and peace, full and ready to share myself again, because that was the reason for this in the first place.
Moses was on the mountain for six days, content to sit and wait in the cloud, waiting to be called and given instructions to build (Exodus 24:16). The apostles waited days for the coming of the fire of the Holy Spirit (Acts 2). We must appreciate the wait, He never disappoints or delays but He always shows up for those who are willing to wait without an agenda and with patience. A favorite memory verse says, they that wait on The Lord (Yahweh) shall renew their strength, they shall mount up with wings as eagles, they will have strength to run without becoming weary and walk without growing tired (Isaiah 40:31 AMP).
May we find the value of waiting in His presence!
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