God isn’t just the God of
All those visible spaces.
The ones we show to the world.
The ones that look like we have our act together.
The ones where we will be praised.
He’s bigger than that. Much much bigger.
His heart is bigger.
His presence is bigger.
His well-worn, tenderness is bigger.
He’s also and especially the God of
Empty checking accounts
Sleepless and fitful nights
Messy selves and messy lives
The places where it’s just us and Him.
The ones only He can really see.
The places of
That are also the places of
The places that nothing and no one else can touch.
Except for this big big, “very present help in time of trouble,” tender-hearted God.
Those are the most sacred places of all.
And some of the most beautiful.