God finds me in all things, in all places. He whispers in my silence and nudges in the chaos. He is everywhere, in every drop of water and every wisp of air. But I am in only one place at a time and if I’m not with God, mindfully and purposefully, I’m simply treading the present, gulping in a swell. I float away and drown in the current again and again.
Nothing changes if nothing changes, they say, and I’ve found that to be true. These walks, these appointments I kept with God each and every day changed my life and my relationship with the Father like nothing before ever had. They created inside of me a place where I dwell with Him. We carved it out together, God and I, every day, every step. He moved, I followed. I tripped, He caught me. He spoke, I listened. I wandered, He met me there and embraced me.
My year of walks was a row of days with undivided attention. Simply holding that intention to meet with God and observe Him move in my spirit effectively changed every single day for the better and ultimately, my life. Without intention, I drift. Without concerted action, I fly off, solo, hearing only my voice and the solo calls of others’.
Routine and order, when set into motion with God at the lead, afford abundant freedom and space for Him to flow in and make each day deep and wide and bountiful. He is calling. He is always calling
For God is not a God of disorder but of peace. 1 Corinthians 14:33
Meeting God at the Park 