Saturday morning I did something that I haven’t done in a very long time. Over the course of the morning, I saw a blue heron fishing in a stream. I saw a deer standing only a few feet away from me, completely unafraid. I saw the gloriously complex ecosystem that is the wilderness of Southwest Missouri splayed out before me.
It was just a three mile run through the woods. But it was so much more than that.
Sunday I had the privilege of spending the day with my friends and family. The inordinately long wait at El Charro gave me the opportunity to catch up with my brother and my niece who I don’t get to see very often. In the evening, we played games with even more of the family.
It was just a restful Sunday with friends and family. But it was so much more than that.
Tonight I was able to get off work and get home to my wife and son pretty early. Brandi and I chatted about our day. I played with Blaise and read some books with him while she whipped up some dinner. After dinner, we put Blaise to bed and spent some time just unwinding and watching TV.
It was just a run-of-the-mill evening at home with my family. But it was so much more than that.
From the monotony of my work commute to the joy of witnessing the birth of my son, each moment of my life is graced by the constant presence of God. And that makes everything I do—everything I do—a means of interacting with him.
Spending time in the woods and seeing parts of the creation that I don’t always take time to see makes me feel closer to my creator.
When I spend time with people, I feel presence of God in every one of my fellow humans who were created in his image.
And family time is most sacred of all, as I fall more in love with my wife every single day, and as I grow to understand the unconditional love that a father can have for his son, and even his unborn daughter.
Try this. Next time you pray (with words), don’t talk to God like he’s somewhere else, like you’re making a phone call. Talk to him like he’s in the seat next to you. And after you say “Amen” (if that’s something you say), keep on talking. It’s an amazing way of living in the reality of the continual, loving, amazing, and even overwhelming presence of God.