Desperate for His touch, I run into His presence. My heart seeks peace, heavenly shalom, but life (and the woofy neighbor-dog) gropes, pokes, prods, plays tug-o'-war for my attention until I beg, "Stop!" But that stubborn dog continues his baritone chorus. Undermining his concert I repeat, "Silence that dog. Silence that dog. Silence. That. Dog!" He quiets.
The atmosphere shifts. He's here. God's broken through my screaming world. Like a child on her daddy's lap, I press in and listen to His heart. It beats slow, steady, sure-a confident, reassuring rhythm. Shallow breaths calm, lengthen. In silence, I rest. He lingers.
He shoulders my weight, all my doubts, and insecurities. I press in closer because He speaks what I need to hear - the language of hope. I can't afford to miss a word. There's no great assignment, no reminder of my Kingdom purpose, no ominous, foreign liturgy - only love. I linger.
This uninterrupted, inexplicable time together ends with an incoming phone call - an invitation into my passion, marked with God's fingerprints. He's moving me forward.
Jesus says, "In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world" (John 16:33). As Christ-followers, we're not immune to trouble, but we do have a way out, if we want it. Jesus said it - he has over come the world (and all it's trouble). He is the Way, the Truth, the Life (John14:6) and the only way to the Father. But, we have to press in - invite His presence. It's there we experience God's break through, healing, and restoration. And then? He moves us forward.
Are you ready? Press in. Move forward.