The older I get the more difficult it is to hurry. Each moment awaits as a celebration of discovery. This can make things like deadlines and appointments tricky at times. I must allow myself space to move around in.
But still, I open my eyes to the morning in wonder. The day unfolds in the same way my peonies are opening—one petal at a time, clutching beauty. In my book I talk about what my weekly playdates have become. I want to share that little bit with you today, so you might be thinking about how to carry this feeling of communion with you throughout the day and into the years. I wrote this when our family was on a seaside vacation.
The gray parts of the day shimmer silver here and wink with secrets from the deep. It’s a strange sort of contrast how the vastness of this beauty can remind me how small I am and how treasured I am at the same time. So many times I have come to the sea and been filled with words that spill out on the page the way the ocean laps over the shore. But this time … I have been listening. There was a time when meeting God here ushered me into a sacred place. My mind would slow and my body relax. All the world became beauty as I centered on Him. But this time, I feel no such shift. It frightened me at first. Are you hiding from me? I asked Him. But His presence was strong within me, pulsing with each beat of my heart. And I realized that He has become so dear to me that the place we meet no longer matters. I carry Him inside of me and so every place is sacred.
I have been meeting with God for a weekly playdate for almost three years now. Those times I set apart to focus on our love have become almost indistinguishable from the every day in my mind. For, it is impossible to cultivate such intimacy and then turn it off again. My life has become a playdate. He is my most constant companion. Oh, yes, there are times when my gaze still shifts to worldly things. This will probably be so until I pass into glory. I am finite. Fallible. But practicing falling in love with God has changed me. It is still changing me.”~me in Playdates with God
Every Monday I share one of my Playdates with God. I would love to hear about yours. It can be anything: outside, quiet time. Maybe it’s solitary. Maybe it’s loud and crowded. Just find God and know joy. Click on the button below to add your link. I try to visit a few of your stories every week, so if you are a new visitor, be sure to let me know in the comments so I can welcome you. Grab my button at the bottom of the page and join us.