I worked at The Cabin today, but I can’t remember any specifics of the day, apart from what happened at lunchtime. I was eating, and God said, “Will you approach my presence like your next bite?” I was at a loss for words, and didn’t say anything. Demolished the waffle though.
Those words were playing on my mind for the rest of the day. I have the tendency to do activities with the aim of creating space for Holyspirit, with ultimately makes me run out of time to do this. It reminded me of how Jesus talks about daily bread, and the manna in the desert (Exodus). When the food was in front of me, I ate all of it, calculating and trusting it would sustain me. Right at the end of the day, I listened to a few Bethel songs. I didn’t feel anything in the moment, but sense the presence of a huge invitation around the corner.