Well that's silly, isn't it? Because I know that He's already here... right here in my heart. As I say that, I put my hand on my heart, as if to do the pledge of allegiance. I gently close my eyes. I can feel my heart beating as I take slow, short breaths... In and out. In and out. In and out. I think of my good friend, Jim, who tells me that sometimes, he opens up his Bible, pulls it close to him, rests it on his chest, and fully embraces it in a hug. He loves God. Like me, he just wants to sense The Father's nearness. Hmmmm. It's a good feeling -- waiting patiently in His presence.
I can hear soft music in the background. I'm looking for that wave that will take me to the secret place. Song after song plays. They all have good words, but I'm looking for MY song. The song that I'll get lost in. Do you know what I mean by that?
If I can just clear my mind and let go. Let go of all the stuff that I've collected today. The cares of this world. Ideas. Conversations. Things to do. I don't want any of them right now. I just want to totally give myself to Him in the moment -- in the moment of the song -- that place where I'm not thinking about the words anymore. The actual music may have long disappeared, but my heart has taken over. It sings in reckless abandonment. I don't make a sound, but my deepest desire for God is mysteriously revealed.
There He is!
Tonight He has manifested Himself as Divine Peace.
Silent Night. Holy Night.
All is calm.
He has quieted me. And it is Good.
Gail
