It was like entering a dream with clarity. He made time and space seem like friends of the endless horizon.
He seemed to live with God….
One day Staci went to her favorite coffee shop, at a time
when she KNEW she’d be the only one there!
Just her, coffee, jazz, and her lap top!
(She hoped there would be coffee shops in heaven!)Now to her favorite section: A booth in the back for the especially introverted.
But someone was already there! Yet she didn’t mind, and this is why.
As she approached “her booth,” she felt…something…or
someone…the closer she got. The man
sitting there was reading, but there was much more to him than that. He seemed to be “listening.” Like when you're in a grocery store and a
woman seems to be talking to herself, but she has one of those phones in
her ear that you can’t see. Someone was
talking to him like that. He had an
invisible spiritual ear phone.
So she stopped about 20 paces from her booth. She felt like going any further would be an
interruption of a very intimate conversation.
Inappropriate. But she didn’t
feel unwelcome by the reading man or the one who spoke to him. She was actually drawn to both, but she couldn’t
explain why. She felt peace, excitement,
fear, love, and something else she couldn’t explain.
The book and inner voice clearly absorbed all of the man’s
attention. He didn’t notice her at all,
but she didn’t feel ignored or neglected.
Instead connected to him, the truth he beheld, and the voice he
loved. Though she revered the time and
space in the booth, she now wanted something she never thought she would ever want: To share her booth! She no longer wanted it to be “hers,” but
theirs: his, hers, and His.
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