It’s the night before the concert I’ve been waiting months to see. I can’t wait. While getting ready for bed I think of what I will wear. ‘Will that blue skirt fit in with the style of the other fans?’ During work today my mind kept wandering. All important information escaped me. I likely won’t sleep a wink, mind spinning.
When I look forward to something different, new, exciting, a pivotal moment, I just can’t sit still. I’m sometimes literally at the edge of my seat. I remember my first day of work at the hospital almost nine years ago. It was nice and warm. I got on the train to arrive on time, but even though everything seemed to be going well I was still nervously pacing and perspiring. I arrived at my stop and exited the train to find that it was pouring rain. Don’t worry, the rain can’t kill this anxious anticipation. I arrive after a six-block dash at the front desk to check in for my first day on the job soaking wet from head to toe. But, you know what? Everyday I work at the same place, and ever since about my first week I don’t pace, or look forward to something new each morning. I know what and who to expect when I walk through the doors in the morning and walk out at night.
So, what is (or should be) the difference between my work routine and my walk with God? Our relationship with God is intended to be extraordinary, therefore sparking a new edge-of-your-seat feeling each day. While God is always the same He constantly surprises us because we could never completely understand everything about Him and His plan for our lives. On the same note, after nine years at my job, I still love it, but I probably know way more than my job description calls me to know. Unlike a simple job description, God is complex and perfect, something us imperfect humans will never grasp until He allows us to when we reach Heaven. Even the thought of that should put us at the edge of our seats.
Several years ago I visited a young adult group at my friend’s church. The speaker held up a glass of milk and pointed out it was white; it was just milk. Then he poured in some chocolate syrup. Again, he pointed out it was white. Then he took a spoon and stirred it until the milk turned a deep shade of brown. Putting the glass of now chocolate milk on the table he continued his message. At the end he lifted the glass to show that the milk was again white. He explained that when we accept Christ into our lives the Holy Spirit lives within us. This is the same Spirit that keeps us at the edge of our seat, but he can’t keep us there unless we keep stirring the Spirit through worship (worship can take on many forms). If we don’t continue to stir up the Spirit it will settle in us like the chocolate syrup in the milk. It doesn’t mean it’s gone, it just means that we haven’t tried to connect with Him.
In order to stay at the edge of your seat you first have to recognize why it is important. Think about the last time the Spirit was stirred in you. Do you long for that feeling again? What gave you that feeling? As you reflect on this it will be revealed to you, and not only will you have the joy of marveling at God’s beauty, but He will delight in you!