I’ve been going through something of a dry season, spiritually.
But I was blessed this morning with a different view of it, this morning.
I got my hands on an advance reader’s copy of the new Max Lucado book, Out live Your Life (It’s really good, by the way.) And he had this really interesting discussion of the nature and meaning of hospitality.
Lucado was mostly focused on the idea that we ought to open up our homes to others. In doing this, we’re serving Jesus. I got to thinking about how Jesus said he stands at the door and knocks.
The thing that occurred to me, though, if all you ever did was have somebody over for dinner, that would be kind-of a wierd relationship. If it was always on your turf, on your terms, set up on your schedule and by your invitation, the relationship would seem one-sided.
If I wasn’t open to other ways of being with a person, if it always had to be the same way and on my terms, things will grow stale. If that other person is less enthusaistic about doing the same old thing, I might think, “Wow, our friendhsip is going through a dry season.”
Meanwhile, the other person is thinking, “Why is he so rigid? Why does it always have to be that way? Is this relationship about interacting with me, or is it really just about doing the same old thing over and over again that the person enjoys.”
And so I had this realization:
There are so many ways that I can meet with God. Perhaps this dry season isn’t about his presence or absence in my life. Perhaps it’s about me being rigid in terms of where and how I meet him.