I write this post from my couch.
Where I’ve been sitting for the past 8 hours.
Surrounded by books, pillows and blankets, a tea mug, a water glass, and tissues.
Yes, I have a cold, with a fever attached.
Although seriously bummed I couldn’t go about my normal day, for it was full with a need for productivity and a fun meeting over God’s Word, Holy Spirit has been teaching.
First, I struggle with sitting still. I’m fidgety, restless, and almost always multi-tasking.
“We often use outer distractions to shield ourselves from the interior noises.” Henri Nouwen
In the quiet is where I experience His presence, because He doesn’t shout over the television. On a day like today, stillness is where I encounter Him. Reading His words, I am refreshed, and challenged.
Second, a friendship with Jesus means honesty with Him.
This is a lesson I learned earlier this year.
“God insists on artless transparency to enable Him to mold me into a woman of grace and beauty, a woman who listens and hears and knows Him down deep… When I confess my flaws, my guilt, my failures, my frustrations, to God, He takes the softest washcloth to my mess and bathes me in beauty. I lean into His warmth, breathing in the scent of Him, wanting more.” Diane Comer
It took multiple circumstances, and Holy Spirit’s gentle convicting, to help me see that I’m not honest with God. It’s a funny idea, though, since He knows my thoughts long before I think them. I held things in own strength, pretending for appearances, weighed down by legalistic guilt and fighting spiritual battles on the grounds of deeds.