As part of a class in spiritual leadership I am mediating for 5 minutes each week on a brief passage of scripture. The text this past week was Psalm 139: 7-12 which reads:
“Where can I go from your Spirit?
Where can I flee from your presence?
If I go up to the heavens, you are there;
If I make my bed in the depths, you are there.
If I rise on the wings of the dawn,
If I settle on the far side of the sea,
Even there your hand will guide me,
Your right hand will hold me fast.
If I say, ‘Surely the darkness will hide me
And the light become night around me,’
Even the darkness will not be dark to you;
The night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you.”
Keep these words in mind as you consider this story.
Last Friday night my husband said he wanted to eat breakfast out the next morning. This sounded good to me and I began to plan my Saturday accordingly. We would eat early and then I would have the rest of the day to complete my agenda.
The next morning he mentioned he wanted to go to lunch instead. I thought okay. We can do an early lunch and I will still have the remainder of the day to complete my plans.
As we approached lunchtime I received a text from our daughter indicating she was bringing a load of stuff for our attic. In the meantime I had meditated on the afore mentioned verses, written down my response and moved on. Or so I thought.
But by this time I was getting a bit irritated. My Saturday no longer seemed like mine.
I wanted to have lunch with my daughter even though her arrival would require us to delay our lunchtime. She would then be here for a large chunk of the afternoon. Family time is important to me and I will take it when I can. But there was still a person inside of me that was stamping her foot saying to myself I don’t get to do what I wanted.
My Bible was still open on my bed. As I once again glanced at the words of Psalm 139 it occurred to me that this passage might have something to do with my day. These words indicated His Spirit was present in this situation. I began to mull over the question of how was He present here? What was he doing? Could the irritation I was feeling be an invitation to seek the answers to these questions? Could I ask God for his plans?
Perhaps He wanted to redirect my agenda Well, there was an interesting thought. Perhaps my plan wasn’t how he wanted me to use my time. Perhaps He was asking me to surrender my schedule for His. Perhaps His plan involved connecting with others, not only connecting, but loving them.
I am trying to learn Scrivener, a document-generating program. As I began to listen to the tutorials and process the information I remembered my daughter has had experience with this software. That Saturday she was a wonderful resource and encouragement as questions arose.
She also brought over some bread to bake here. Her oven is calibrated differently than ours so the first baking was, well a first baking. The second baking produced a more finished loaf.
But overall the experiences weren’t about learning Scrivener or baking bread. They were about building and affirming relationships. They were about enjoying each other’s presence as we lived in HIs presence.
As Psalm 139 says, “Where can I go from your Spirit?” Thank goodness the answer is nowhere. He is always present. He is present in the baking of bread, in learning a new skill, in sharing and waiting. I am not without Him and neither are you.
Listening, waiting, surrendering are part of becoming aware of Him. Processing these skills we turn and see He is here. Will you join me in seeking Him?