One day at the park, I stopped to watch three children joyfully climb up on the empty stage of the amphitheater. Delighted to have the whole thing to themselves, they huddled together to prepare an impromptu show for their dad, who laid back on the grass to watch them.
With grins across their faces, they began the performance. Just then another group of children came over the hill and made a beeline for the stage. A raucous and garrulous group, they had no idea what was unfolding and didn’t seem to care. As they commandeered the stage, the first three kids immediately shrunk back to the edge and watched them.
Their moment in the spotlight was over. They relinquished it to a louder voice. I thought about the many times I’ve done the same in my life. How many of those were works of the enemy interjecting some fearful thought or threat into my mind to which I unwittingly deferred?
Listening for the Holy Spirit’s voice within attunes me to the direction God wants me to go. It continually bolsters me to be who God made me to be and to perform the work of my heart—the work God put in me to do.
The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have life and have it abundantly. John 10:10
Meeting God at the Park 