Thursday, March 3, 2011

That Moment

Blank. That’s what I see...

Until I write the words you just read.

This white electric paper is starting to fill with black electric ink. I download my heart onto page. Prayers for a reader I may never see.

When words flow faster than I can write when electric ink pours onto page just right – in that moment my world is at peace. That moment is my sweet spot. That moment I feel like I’m doing what I’m meant to do. That moment I’m in the zone.

We all have that moment – that place where the world is right. For some it’s singing, preaching or giving a speech – but that may scare the begeebers out of others. For a golfer it’s the perfect swing. It may be working on cars, carving wood, bending steel, pulling teeth, cutting hair, or coaching little league. That moment may be rocking a baby to sleep or teaching a kid to ride a bike. Whatever it is – we’ve all got one; a sweet spot. And to find that time, that zone, that spot, that moment is a joy.

Wouldn’t it be nice to make this moment that moment every moment? But that kind of moment; when we’re doing what we love doing is only a moment. We can’t swing the perfect swing continuously. We have to do other stuff. That sweet precious baby we rock eventually has a stinky diaper to change.

However, that moment, that sweet spot is just an appetizer for the real deal. There is a place of sweet release a place of quiet rest; a place where the world is right (even when the world isn’t right.)

I learned this from watching my grandkids. They play. They enjoy the moment, nothing else matters. And when something goes wrong, when they get scared or sad or tired when their world gets off just a little – to Papa they run.

We don’t have to do anything – just be. And their world is all right again.

We can do the same.

And we don’t have to travel to get there. We don’t have to be involved in a certain activity to experience it.

It is.

When Moses asked God, “Who should I say sent me?” God answered, “I AM.”

God is: Omnipresent – everywhere present.

Where I am God is.

I AM is where I am.

The name of the LORD is a strong tower; the righteous run to it and are safe. (Proverbs 18:10). We have an ever present Papa we can turn to, abide with…in. In Him we live and move and have our being. (Acts 17:28)

In Him, our problems may not get smaller, but, we get bigger.

And then, when the golf swing’s a shank, the diaper’s runny and the hammer hits the wrong nail – we can know everything is still ok. Our world may be spinning, but not out-of-control, even if it looks that way. In the midst of the chaos we can be at peace, we can find joy. We can stop the clock and find our sweet-spot by making this moment that-moment-we-run-to-Him. And find rest for our soul.

Because Papa’s got it all under control.

Make this moment count my friend. The Best Company we could ever ask for is with us.

Ask and He will answer – I AM.

I have prayed for you - I'd be happy to pray with you.


Lindsey V said...

I like that! In that "sweet spot", living in the moment, being who we are, we can find rest and safety in the heart of the Father.

Joining you from Faith Barista.

Doug Spurling said...

Lindsey V - I like what you said - being who we are - and what better place to see our true reflection than in the eyes, the heart of our Father.

Thanks for stopping by.

Bonnie Gray said...

I love your reminders of Papa. That's who I need more of, Doug. Thanks for pointing the way.

btw, just replied on the blog.. Love it when you go all quotable on me! “I must stay connected to The Creator to be creative.” Kachow! :)

Doug Spurling said...

Thanks Faith B. - so nice to hear from you! Thanks for the encouragement. And I think Papa is real proud of you. Keep up the good work.

Katie said...

I love the idea of just being with God. Thank you for the picture you created in my head.

Doug Spurling said...

Katie, yeah - me too! Just be. After all we're human Be-ings. Created in His image. The I AM. Thank you.

Sheryl said...

"Papa's got it all under control." If that isn't permission to rest, I don't know what is!