The older I get, the more I realize how little of myself I hold in the present moment. I’m either re-hashing a conversation I’ve had, planning my week, or dreaming about Krispy Kremes. Then, despite myself, I had a quiet moment and realized, hey, this is neat. Then the big Aha! came, and I realized that unless I’m “still,” i.e., fully present in the moment, God can’t really talk to me. He can talk to me through the scriptures, sure, but let’s be honest, that would not be an extended conversation if you get my meaning.
If my mind is calm as a summer’s morning, I can hear him when he speaks. There is never a moment when he’s not communicating with us if we have ears to hear. He might be speaking through a dream or an idea, a pang of guilt, a happy thought, a long lost friend, or just about anything else going on around us or inside of us.
Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if any man hear my voice, and open the door,
I will come in to him. – Revelation 3:20
So here we are. Distracted or present. Lonely for sure. The existential human condition is loneliness—we all feel it to some degree all the time and to a painful degree some of the time—and we long to connect with another. If we’re lucky, we do have such a connection, but no matter how close our connections to other people are, that bone deep aloneness we feel is a God-shaped hole in our hearts. It came about when we left our Father in Heaven to come to earth, and only he can fill it. The truth is that he’s already there, just waiting for us to be still enough to feel him. Neat.