On a sunny June morning, I spent 45 minutes sitting in the rehab center parking lot taking care of the ever-present medical to-dos as Chuck was inside attending his PT appointment. I completed one set of paperwork for the appointment we were going to immediately after that one and thought,
“Ok, today’s done. What’s next that needs to be done for tomorrow’s appointments?”
I opened my phone to check the calendar and saw my meditation reminder. I decided to open the meditation app that I use before opening the calendar, and, as I did so, thought about what my pastor said yesterday when he visited us. We had been talking about meditations and he noted that if you take time for God, He shows up.
I haven’t been hearing from God much lately. Too angry or too tired to be able to hear Him, maybe?
But I decided to stop and listen to a meditation, not expecting God to show up but just to take a break.
