Boxed In

I think I put

GOD

in a box

as I can't find

HIM

right now.

Could it be because

I am not home

sipping my espresso

and meeting

with

HIM

as I do every morning

in the same place at the same time?

Where is HE?

As I am away with my husband on a business trip,

I am in unfamiliar territory &I feel it~

as this morning isn't working out according to my usual plan.

Have I left GOD home

in the usual place where we meet every morning?

I think I put GOD in a box.

WHERE ARE YOU GOD?

I know you are with me wherever I go,

but right now I am getting frustrated

because YOU aren't showing up

in the way that I want YOU to~

in the way that you usually show up

when we have espresso together every morning.

I know this sounds silly,

but I am getting frustrated

because I don't know where GOD is.

Could HE be in a box back at my house

waiting for me to show up?

Or is HE right here next to me ~

sitting with me in my frustration,

sitting with me in this loneliness I feel right now,

sitting with me & typing these words to remind me

that HE doesn't live in a box

& that I sometimes put HIM there

to do what HE usually does for me

in the way that HE usually does things for me.

But this morning

HE

is shaking things up & reminding me

that no one can put

GOD

in a box because a box can't contain all

WHO HE is

& all

WHO HE

desires to be for you & I

~in the midst of the unknowns & in the midst of different

because

GOD

isn't an item on a checklist

Who has to perform for me when I ask HIM to

in the way that I want HIM to.

THANK YOU GOD

for getting me out of my box

and having me jumping into yours

because there is no place I would rather be

than to be with

YOU~

because you are with me wherever I go

& I don't have to have an espresso

to know that you are here.