Muted light of the overcast morning shone through the window, illuminating the bedroom just enough to recognize that no one else was yet awake.
“Don’t get up, yet.”
The voice didn’t startle or bring fear, but the authoritative request was impossible to ignore. Willingly consenting, I donned my headphones, happily lulled by melodic hymns and allowing my thoughts to wander wherever they chose. My mind easy traveled home to Kentucky, to seasonal Christmas nostalgia, to comfortable surroundings, to the abounding love I would be swallowed in if only I could be there.
“No, Beloved. Stay here with me.”
Smiling at the chastisement, I forced my thoughts to shift. Planning today’s agenda became priority. With no ministry responsibilities, I can schedule anything my heart desires. Breakfast, soon. Then Bible and prayer time, since I’ve felt such a lack in both, of late. Later, sightseeing. Invested talks with fellow World Racers. Constant lookout for divine appointments. Literally, with so many possibilities for a successful day, my mind was already racing and it was barely 7:15 AM.
“Just be.”
Excuse me? I have things to do.
“Is there anything more important than this moment? I’m trying to love you, just for the fact that you exist. I’m right here beside you. Let me hold you.”
…and suddenly my mind went silent…
I shut off my music. I turned onto my side, tucking my hands under my head and drawing my knees upward – my favorite position for being held. With more contentment than I’ve known in weeks, I felt Jesus lie down beside me, draping His arm over my shoulders. I lay in silence as He tucked my hair behind my ear, kissed my cheek, pulled me close and just loved me.
No words. No thoughts. No agenda. No control. No actions. No arguments.
Just Love.
Be Blessed,
Ashlee
