I’m reclining in bed, looking out the window, watching the wind blow the newly leafed-out willow tree branches. Lu is sitting in the rocker, reading the just-delivered latest edition of World magazine. Bethany is next to me, working on homework, though I think she’s really spending more time playing Draw Something on her iPhone. We are together, even though not constantly interacting. There is power in presence.
I’m then reminded of those who will come for a visit, and be content with merely looking out the window with me. No grand philosophical discussions, no constant conversations, no entertaining or being entertained, just a desire to be together. While others might think that a waste of time, I know what you are really saying is, “I care enough that I’m content to just share the same space for a while.” There is power in presence.
And then I wonder, is God like that, too? Must I fill time together with reading the Bible, praying, meditating on the Word? Or is there a satisfaction that comes from merely being together, sharing an occasional thought, looking out the window, watching the wind blow the newly leafed-out willow tree branches?
Yes, I think there is.