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A meeting with God

We are currently reading through the book of Exodus as a family, and a part of chapter 19 jumped out at me.
While meeting with Moses, God instructed him to tell the people to prepare themselves because He is going to come down in a "dense cloud" (Exodus 19:9) so that the people can hear Him and see Him meeting with Moses.

What would you do if you were told that tomorrow God is going to meet with you at a specific location? Would you be excited? Nervous? Scared? Would you prepare for your meeting? Clear your calendar and silence your phone?

Here's the really great part... He does want to meet with you at the location of your choice every single day.
Sometimes, I feel like we often wait for something spectacular to happen to meet with God. We hope for a dense cloud to descend or a booming voice from heaven; but the reality is we most often hear from Him when we are quiet, still and listening.
In my experience, it is not usually a loud voice or a lighting strike, but a sudden knowledge of words from His Spirit. Hearing Him and knowing His voice wasn't something magical or quick, but something that I have learned with time.

"...find me when you seek me with all your heart." (Jeremiah 29:13).

So clear your schedule and silence your phone.
Brew your favorite coffee and take it to go.
You've got a meeting with God.

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