Every weekend my friend, Marilyn, and I try to get together for a few hours of therapy session (coffee, food, and talking). This week we really wanted someplace quiet where we could just “be”. We decided on Panera. When I arrived, I walked in and the place was packed! I was surprised because there weren’t many cars in the parking lot. But, then I remember the BUS I saw at the gas station. UGH! The place was full of college students. (Nothing against college students…it just wasn’t quiet and calm. 🙂 )
When my friend arrived I said, “I’m not sure about this. I don’t know if there are any seats left, and, well…” I spread my arms so she could take in the atmosphere of the place.
“Oh. Should we go somewhere else?”
We walked through the restaurant and found a back room. It was completely empty except for one lady who looked like she was filling some kind of party orders. I looked at my friend and said I didn’t think the room was open. The lady looked up at me and said, “Oh, it’s open—and I’m hiding in here!” My friend and I ordered our (delicious) food and sat in the far back corner of the room.
Classical music played in the background and I literally giggled out loud and “raised the roof” with my hands (a little dance of delight).
Not long after we sat down, the other woman left. For almost three house we had the entire room to ourselves! We giggled, we joked, we ate, we sipped coffee, we had deep (I’m not kidding) theological discussions, we made plans—we just soaked in our time together—alone.
It was incredible! It truly was therapeutic.
While spending time with friend is important and necessary for my sanity, spending time with my Father is absolutely essential to my survival. And, it cannot be once a week (a trip to church on Sunday, for instance) occurrence. It must a daily appointment.
Many of you are aware of my Wednesday coffee dates with my Dad. Well, I also have daily coffee dates with God. I get up, brew my coffee, open up my Bible and my journal (thank you, Pam for your inspiration), and spend some time alone with my Heavenly Daddy. It’s a time I pull away from the crowded noise of this world and just enjoy the presence of my God. You see, my God enjoys spending time with me as much as I enjoy spending time with Him! In fact, He created me for the purpose of having a relationship with Him. How incredible is that? I was created to crave time with Him—time away from everyone and everything else where we can just talk and “be”. (Insert happy sigh)
“and I will be a father to you, and you shall be sons and daughters to me,
says the Lord Almighty.” 2 Corinthians 6:18 ESV
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