About a year ago during an education ministry staff meeting we are invited to think about our chair! Where is it that when you sit there God is most fully present? Reflecting back to growing up - whenever I was upset, needed to pray, needed to be by myself I would drive to Dahlonega Presbyterian church and sit in the prayer garden. At times it was beautifully landscaped and at other times it needed some tender care. Nevertheless, my chair as a teen was a bench in that garden. I would frequent it often.
In college, my "chair" was by the pond on campus. At night when I needed a moment to myself I would go sit by the pond. The same pond that generations in my family before me probably sat around. I remember sitting there and having the most holy conversations with myself and with God. One night after attending bible study, I went and literally cried out to God to reveal Godself to me because I was struggling with who I was.
In Hartsville, my "chair" was the back step on the porch of the house I rented! I sat one those steps on evenings when I was realizing more and more what it meant to live inthe real world! I watched Bailey, grilled out with friends, hosted parties, and ofcourse shared those steps with Robert as we began to build our relationship!
My chair since then has been constantly changing with the seasons of life! When doing this devotion a year ago - my answer for my chair - the chair in kately's room. I would find myself sitting in this chair praying for our little girl! Praying that Robert and I would be good parents! After Kately entered this world, I sat in that chair night after night rocking our angel. I still do.
This devotion came back to me the other morning when I thought to myself while attempting to get Kately to eat prunes...I have another chair that I have had my whole life! It is our breakfast table. This table was in our house as I grew up. It was those chairs that each evening we sat around, held hands, blessed the food, then mom and dad bugged us four girls about our day! We had birthday dinners, canned corn, sunday lunch, homework parties all around this table! Now, this table sits in our home. As I was feeding Kately, I realized she is sharing the same table that has been part of my story! These chairs have been with me all along! O if they could talk! So my chair - my newest chair - where I remember, reflect, and rejoice presently in the fullness of God - is the chair I sit at our kitchen table. Its the chair where I hold Robert's hand now to bless our dinner, the chair I sit in to watch kately try new foods for the first time. Thanks be to God for the chairs in my life!
Where is your chair?
