Here I am, shoes off, curled up on a brown velour couch at a coffee shop. Music beats rhythmically over the speakers. The feel of a non-fat steamer slides down my throat. The smell of vanilla is relaxing. So God, how are You?
Seriously though, how do I start into conversation with my Maker? I am used to thanking Him for things – like the clear blue sky and blues music. I am even more used to asking Him for stuff — to lose a pound, to be on time, even to buy gas at a lower price. But if I just want to “hang” with God, how do I start?
Perhaps with adoration. Lord, that You, the Creator of the Milky Way, the Creator of the industrious ant, the Creator of the season of autumn would care to spend intimate time with me is, well, wow. It’s terribly hard to grasp.
To put it into everyday terms is like me calling the Queen of England and inviting her to share a latte with me here at this café. Or imagine if I was asked to share a meal with the Pope. Or what if I was invited to skate with the Maple Leaf hockey team? What an honour. Imagine if I was asked to share a stage with U2. Or if I was invited to spend time shopping with Oprah.
How would I dress? What would I say? I’m sure I would fret about it for weeks. What if the Queen wanted to stay at my home? My focus would be on preparation; ensuring my home, my family, my appearance, and my actions were suitable for this grand opportunity.
Yet, my Lord is far greater than these mere people. There can be no comparison. And although I would feel special and centred out to spend time with someone like Oprah, I really am humbled when I think that God invites me everyday, all day, to spend time with Him. (tweet this)
God, the Creator of the apple tree, wants to spend time with me. The Lord of lords and the King of kings desires my company. I am awed that my God loves me so much as to want a relationship with me.
The Lord your God is with you, He is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, He will quiet you with His love, He will rejoice over you with singing (Zephaniah 3:17 NIV).