Only a few more days and I’ll be off to my personal prayer retreat. I am getting more excited each day. And, if there was more confirmation needed that I must go somewhere else to spend three days in prayer, this morning I got it.
First Bob turned on the television. Then he carried on a running conversation, first with the local weatherman, then the local news reporters. He argued with the Today Show hosts. He stood at the sliding door and talked to the birds as they ate up all the food in his feeder. He talked to Miss Molly Magee the cat at least 10 times (and what’s worse she talked back). He made a list of things to do today—out loud. In between all this, he talked to me. All that before 9 AM. If I desire quiet, I need to seek it somewhere else!
One of my favorite Scriptures is found in Mark 6. “Then, because so many people were coming and going that [Jesus and the disciples] did not even have a chance to eat, [Jesus] said to them, ‘Come with me by yourselves to a quiet place and get some rest.’” [v31]
I love being around people. I enjoy sitting and talking about the LORD. As a young person I got bored so easily. I needed to be doing something, talking to someone, all the time. I hated quiet, and I hated being alone. That’s changed.
Now I love being alone. I find great pleasure in the quiet. I read, pray, study, praise. Maybe I like being “alone” because I don’t feel alone in the quiet anymore. I feel as if I’ve accepted Jesus’ invitation to “come with Him” to that quiet place.
