Living with kids can be challenging especially as a single parent. Yet challenging is probably an understated word, more like treacherous at times especially in those golden moments when it's a toss up between watching the newest Hanna Montana episode, Man vs. Wild or Flip This House. Regardless, one universal word comes to mind when I think of my space -- exhausting. Thank goodness my space has become His space; that abiding shelter of His Presence where peace and rest are found in abundance. My choice to live with God in His space relinquishes the demands of time and energy once committed to others and places this in proper proportion equivalent to my love for Him. It is the gift I chose to give myself. His space requires only one thing; that I make Him my priority. It is simply beautiful; a place where I lay my head at night and cry when I feel alone. His space brings me comfort in the darkness and late night hour when He awakens me to pray for someone. It is my table where I prepare for what lies ahead and listen loudly for His footsteps which signal He is home. His space is my place of intimacy and romance where He serenades me with verse and chorus sung sweetly from the lips of Jesus. He asks of nothing but gives me everything, like the aroma of a glorious meal so that I might be "filled with every good thing in Christ Jesus." Perhaps it is time to change your address and move in to His neighborhood -- "the secret place" of His Presence.
GBY! Barbara
- This biog is an extension of HOPE Ministry and "The Secret Place" -- if it has sown a blessing in your life please consider sowing back to the ministry at the website link below.
www.hope2007.org
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