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Maggie Paulus

A Quiet Coffee Morning

Posted on 06.08.12 by Maggie Paulus
Topics: Relationship with God

I get up early and enjoy a quiet coffee morning because I miss God. Something in me wants to be with my Maker. Like, I just want to sit beside Him and hear His voice. So, I open up His Word to Matthew 5, where Jesus teaches about life to this great big crowd of people and I listen to Him talking.

He speaks.

"Seeing the crowds, He went up on a mountain, and when He sat down, the disciples came to Him." (Matt. 5:1)

Just one verse. That's all I need for now. This is Jesus talking to me. His words nourish my heart and I think about what He means. He saw the crowds . . . when Jesus looked out into a crowd of people, He didn't just see a sea of faces. He saw each individual person standing there with all their soul-ache. He knew where each one had come from, all that they'd been through, and He looked deep into every single heart. They could hide behind each other if they wanted, but they couldn't hide all their insides from Him. Not from the God who sees past all the skin into what makes us who we really are.

Then I think about the crowd in my own heart. I mean, don't we all carry a crowd of people around in our heart? I look inside and I see a myriad of people that I love and pray for and I carry them with me and wonder if God sees them. And He does. He sees and knows, intimately knows each heart and He aims to speak into their life.

I ponder more of His words. He went up on a mountain . . . He sat down. This God who made the mountains, now humble like us, climbing up all the dirt and rocks so He could look out into all the faces. And He sits down. God sits down. He's not too busy. He's not too rushed. He doesn't have too much to do. This is His important thing. To sit and speak words that help and heal to whoever will sit still enough to listen. And all their lives, these people had missed God. Something deep inside them had always wanted to be with Him and now here He was. So they sat a while and spent time with the One who could see past the facade, right into all their brimming ache. They were hungry and His words fed them. They were soul-shattered and His words made them whole.

The disciples came to Him. And aren't I His follower, too? So I come to Him on a quiet coffee morning and sit at His feet. Because I miss God and I want to be with Him. He's my Maker, and He's also my friend.

And this Jesus, He still looks out across the world and sees the crowds of people. And in a sea of faces, He still knows the heart behind each one. And He still sits and speaks words that nourish and bring life. To whoever will stop long enough to listen.

Comments

  1. How TRUE this is, for those who will sit & listen, He will speak! Sometimes, people go through the motions of life & we THINK they're listening, but they AREN'T! Only God sees the inner heart! Only in unguarded moments can we see the crevices of peoples hearts. The majority of the time, people guard their hearts...that's why we as unperfect humans should learn to watch people...learn to discern what is appropriate..think of long term consequences of actions....put the pieces of the puzzle together...& figure out whether a person has EARNED our trust!For those that need to be set free of something...God won't push Himself on anyone, He's there if you want Him, but He gives us the choice as to whether we want Him; as to whether we want to be set free! He is a GENTLEMAN!!!!!!!
    http://tladydesigns.blogspot.com/
    posted by Becky Green
    on Friday, June 8, 2012 at 7:23 am
  2. I have quiet coffee mornings with God, too!!! It's far too easy to let the day's "demands" take over, and crowd out my time with the Lord. So I deliberately get up long before everyone else in my house, make my coffee, and sit at His feet! It's my favorite part of the day. :)
    posted by Lisa
    on Friday, June 8, 2012 at 8:40 am
  3. There is something about just spending time with someone because we WANT to rather than we HAVE to. Jesus does know our hearts, our minds, our loves, our desires, the nitty-gritty of our days. The Word of God is so powerful that it is able to discern and incorporate itself into our lives, but we first have to read it! The truth of Hebrews 4:12 would drive us to the quiet spot where we meet God with His Word. There we fall deeply in love with the lover of our souls.
    theshepherdspresence.wordpress.com
    posted by Karyl Entner
    on Friday, June 8, 2012 at 9:59 am
  4. Too many times I worry about getting my "me" time....to indulge in something pleasurable....when what my heart and soul truly craves MOST is my "me and God" time. He is a spring of living water - always refreshing!!!
    posted by Karen K
    on Friday, June 8, 2012 at 10:38 am
  5. There is not a day that I miss that appointment... couldn't go on without it!

    Love your posts, Maggie!
    God bless you!
    posted by Laura
    on Friday, June 8, 2012 at 4:02 pm
  6. So beautifully written! Thank you, Maggie. It was an invitation to follow your example without you even saying so.
    posted by Mary
    on Friday, June 8, 2012 at 11:36 pm
  7. There is so much depth to God's Word if we take the time to dig it out! Thanks for this meditative process from Matthew!
    http://www.kneesdownchinup.com/
    posted by Susan McCurdy
    on Monday, June 11, 2012 at 9:54 am
  8. Thanks for your post - I reposted as our Sip & Simmer Devotional on our FaceBook page at His Coffee Co. Our mission is "Jesus, Coffee & Me!" Developing a culture of Christians who dedicate the time it takes to drink their first cup of coffee or tea of the day to deepening their relationship with Christ. Thanks for your encouragement towards the cross!
    HisCoffeeCo.com
    posted by His Coffee Co
    on Monday, August 13, 2012 at 10:26 am

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