Last night I really felt like journaling and hanging out with God for a while. I had just finished reading "If You Want to Walk on Water, You Have to Get Out of the Boat" by John Ortberg. That, coupled with Pastor Guy's sermon this weekend on being a Believer vs. a Follower of Jesus pretty much left me smoldering with a desire to do something BIG for Jesus. I'm always trying to figure out what God might have me do, and thought that journaling and spending a little time with God would help me clarify what I am feeling.
Just as I was leaning over (I was sitting on my bed) to grab my pen, my son came home from work. Instead of writing, we sat on my bed and visited for about an hour. It was fun just hanging out and hearing about everything he is up to. It has literally been about six years since we sat on my bed and visited, so I was really just treasuring the time.
This morning, I grabbed my notebook and started to jot down some thoughts, thinking that it was too bad I missed the window of actually feeling like hanging out with God. The picture of Mitchell and I sitting on my bed visiting came into my head, and God said, "We did hang out."
I am realizing that it is in the every day things that God will reveal Himself to me. When I try to "make" an opportunity happen to feel close to God I am missing the point. It sort of makes me sad to know that I don't always recognize when God is coming near to me, but it also gives me hope that I will see Him more fully, as I learn where to look.