The Bus Stop

When my daughter was eight years old I would pick her up from the bus stop. When our eyes met, she would run with abandon into my arms. It didn't cross her mind that she might knock the wind out of either of us and she wasn't concerned about what the kids on the bus thought. She simply smiled and ran. I would hug her and spin her around in the middle of the street. I didn't care what anyone thought either.

I felt known. And so did she.

The longer I live the more I am convinced that life is about being seen and known by our Father in heaven. So compelled was He to give love away, that His Son was sent to us to walk among us and model for us what it looked like to be in perfect harmony with Him.

Ever in pursuit, He keeps stripping away our idols, addictions, and distractions in order to have a moment at the bus stop with us. I imagine that's what it was like in the garden—when God took those long walks in the cool of the day with his son and daughter—this kind of companionship is not meant to just be remembered and hoped for; it is meant to be experienced.

We are designed for communing. In our church, our services are arranged in such a way that there is space to commune with God. The goal of gathering together is not that of an information exchange but rather that we might use our gifts to shape an experience that would prompt an awakening to the presence of God.

And we are confident that God reveals Himself to those who are ready.

We agree with this prayer from Paul the Apostle.

I pray that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the Lord’s holy people, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge—that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God. Ephesians 3:16-19 NIV

Whether at a bus stop, in a garden, or driving in your car, would you take some time today to sit quietly before the Father and listen for His voice.

JacquiD