I went back in time this weekend
to a football game
in the city & state
that was once our home.
We ate at our favorite restaurants,
reminisced as we drove by our favorite places,
reconnected with family & friends,
&
remembered it all
the moment we
ended up at my favorite place
where
"my" table
greeted us
with open arms,
as it was available.
After ordering our espresso
my husband and I sat
where I would sit
every day
to meet with
GOD
&
to study
HIS WORD.
As tears filled my eyes,
I scanned the coffee shop
from "my" chair~
&
everything came flooding back
as peace filled my whole being.
GOD
moved us from city & state
&
it was in this state
where
HE
grew my faith
where
HE
met me in the midst of
my just leaving our last home
where I gave
HIM
my life.
And now what?
Where was my church?
Where were those women who walked with me through daily life,
discipling me and growing together with me?
Not in my new home.
Alone I would sit
as I found
my “beach”
to
have dates with
GOD.
Such a lonely time at first
then becoming
my favorite time as
it was
where I met
GOD
at a deeper level
because
HE
was meeting me at a deeper level
that I never knew existed.
And now I sat in the same chair at the same place with
the same
GOD
who was always the same,
yet who changed me.
As I sipped my espresso
&
looked into the eyes of my precious husband
at "my" table
I remembered it all.
It wasn't by chance that
GOD
moved us to this state
at that particular time
so that we would get to
experience
HIM
like we never had before.
We talked about it all,
embracing those 9 years that we lived there~
from the moment when our family’s feet hit the ground
in an unknown world
that would soon become our new home
where we
experienced
ups & downs
&
downs & ups
as GOD was continuing to write
our stories
in that moment in time
that will remain precious in my heart.
I was able to see all that
HE
had done.
HE
is ever so faithful.
HE
never lets us out of
HIS
sight.
HIS
plans are so much grandeur than
I could & than you could ever imagine.
HE
changed me
at “my” table~
in my loneliest times
which became the best times
because every moment spent with
GOD
is filled with with more than we could ever imagine.
I was sad to leave
"my" table
that became
my favorite place,
yet I really wasn't leaving "my" table
because it was never about the table
or the coffee shop
or even the triple espresso.
It was always about what happened at that table
as I met
HIM
&
HE
met me
&
the
HE
who will board the plane with me this morning
as I travel back home
to another state.
So goodbye
"my" table
&
thanks for the memories.
May
every person who
sits in "my" seat
also
will meet
GOD~
who always shows up
&
is always waiting for
us to show up.