Have you ever had a moment or an event where you were just in the zone?
Where the opportunity and your ability intersect at precisely the right time.
I wake up early. The house is still quiet. I tiptoe hurriedly to secure my time with God before the hustle and bustle of the family begins.
stream of consciousness to the One who created me.
Journal to God
Part journal, part prayer, part conversation…..
It feels so intentional. The way you call a close friend and meet them for a cup of coffee and when you enter the coffee house, look around, and your gaze finds recognition in the face of your friend whose expression is delight in seeing you.
It is that feeling.
That it isn’t me just seeking God, but He was expectantly awaiting our time together.
It’s a busy day ahead.
Time with clients and pressure to make a difference in their world.
Prayer Makes a Difference
He reminds me gently that it isn’t me making the difference…..ever….it is always Him. Him through me if I let Him. If I don’t get in the way.
If I do He won’t force it. He will find someone else to work through for His will to be done.
But I am not defensive today. I lift up clients to Him in intercession. Probably the most I can do for any of them.
And I pray that God will gently nudge me out of the way. I pray that He would work through me today because they need HIm. I need Him.
During the first meeting, something clicks. The room feels different. The connection is electric. We discovered a long-sought solution. We break through a 10-foot wall of resistance. We see things through a new paradigm.
Feeling God’s Presence
Like we were pulling with all we had in the tug of war of life and all of a sudden God gently touches our side, and the resistance surrenders all at once, and we fall back victors, pleased with the outcome.
Not that we won….
….but that He was on our side.
And the day continues.
And the prior meeting becomes a witness to me of His presence, power, and faithfulness.
And the day continues with this tone.
Then the sun fades and I think back over the day.
There was certainly a zone.
There was also an intersection.
It was a day with our immense need at the crossroads of His gentle power.
At this intersection, we hit the zone.
Not our zone.
It was the God zone.
A place I always long to be.