It’s funny how some days time can just seem to vanish. One minute you’re well ahead of schedule and then suddenly the time is gone – as if into a vortex or you’ve entered a parallel universe where you’re late!
Time – it’s such a precious commodity. A limited to 24 hours a day commodity! Life coaches and experts have many tips on how to make the most of your time. To be more efficient at work, at home. To make every minute count!
But it’s true, there are moments in our day for our taking. Across our days we have small slices of time – maybe just 5 minutes here or there where we can take a breather, grab a coffee even! These are moments too where we can turn our hearts towards God, to pause and be aware of His presence in our lives. It’s how we keep the conversation going with God long after our quiet time is over.
“In order to know God, we must often think of Him; and when we come to love Him, we shall then also think of Him often, for our heart will be with our treasure.” (Brother Lawrence)
“There is no sweeter manner of living in the world than continuous communion with God.” (Brother Lawrence)
Sacred: – dedicated or set apart for the service or worship; entitled to reverence, respect, awe
A small town church with wooden pews and arched windows. A stained glass window gracing the entry. The Liturgy placed on every pew. The smell of wood polish. Familiar. Comforting. Sacred. I hadn’t been into this church for years. Stopping at a playground for the boys mere metres away I took the opportunity to seize a few precious moments and visit. The doors were open and I entered. Memories of as a child sitting in the church with my family flooded back, memories too of my Nana’s funeral that was held there. Memories of my Father taking the occasional service there during Holidays.
But there was something else, more than the memories that the church invoked. There was the presence of God. This church has been saturated in worship for over 125 years. But more than that as the house of God, my heart was expectant for the presence of God. Expectant for Him to be found in the place that people had set aside to worship Him.
In the same way my quiet time creates expectation for the presence of God. A space, a time set aside for an encounter with Him. A space free from distractions when I focus on Him and on Him alone. At the moment my sacred space is a comfy chair in my bedroom. One that begs me to curl up in and pick up the Bible that rests beside it. As I pass through the room during the day the chair sits there as an open invitation to stop, pause and encounter Jesus.
But my sacred space is more than the fixed position of my chair, because that changes, it is more about the position of my heart – open and expectant to encounter God’s presence in my every day. The time, the space on my chair is when and where I intentional and purposefully fellowship with the Lord, as much as the people who attend that little church intentionally and purposeful walk through its doors for a Sunday service.
Where is your sacred space?
“Honour and majesty are [found] in His presence; strength and joy are [found] in His sanctuary.” (1 Chronicles 16:27)
I’m not sure if it is because the Holiday Season is almost upon us or if there is some other nebulous reason, but my machine generated car park tickets currently have a glittery, shimmery trim to them. I like to think that someone somewhere decided to put just a little bit of sparkle in us car park users’ days!
Someone once wrote “she leaves a little sparkle wherever she goes.” It’s good to add a little sparkle, a little light to someone’s day. A smile, a laugh, a kind word or deed. Better yet to add a bit of eternity. That’s what we get to do as Christians. We carry the Spirit of God within us, and as we interact with the world around us we have the privilege to reveal Him. The resurrection power of our Lord Jesus can manifest through us to touch others. We can shift the atmosphere around us – where we work, when we are with friends and family, in the shopping centre….As with the Apostle Peter – he radiated the glory of God so much that people were healed through his shadow! I think that’s one big trail of sparkle!
When we let the joy of what God has done for us radiate out of us, we leave a little sparkle wherever we go.