Quiet Time?

I’ll warn you up front – this entry seems to be a conglomerate of various thoughts, with no specific guidance, other than a common topic.

Part 1:
The other day over a few beers, the discussion centered around “quiet time” – sort of an umbrella phrase that seems to cover any sort of solitary communion (intimate fellowship or rapport) with God, whether it be prayer, reading scripture, worship or just quiet meditation on His word.

It seemed that for most, living out this concept was hard work. A discipline.

The point was also made, though, that it seems a lot easier for girls to have “quiet time” – I often hear girls talk about their daily/morning devotions, prayer time, et cetera.

To the girls: Is it really easier for y’all? If it is, then what do you think is the reason why? If it’s just as hard for y’all as it is for us… I guess I don’t have anything more to ask. But I’ll feel better knowing I’m not the only one struggling with this. 🙂

Part 2:
I pray at various times throughout the day, not by any pre-determined schedule, just as I’m feeling led to do so. I also often worship (typically singing, bad as it may be) – again, not by any set schedule, although a lot of this seems to happen as I’m driving around, be it in my truck or on my motorcycle.

While this isn’t necessarily quiet, and I might also be focusing on things like driving – does this qualify as intimate fellowship with God? Does it qualify as “quiet time”? The Hebrew worship of God, prayer and bible reading was FAR from a quiet affair, sometimes involving loud shouting.

Did we fall victim to the “God in a box” syndrom in our definition of terms or acts or whatever you want to call it…. ?

Sunsets

As of late, I’ve been intrigued by sunsets… probably because the time I drive home happens to largely coincide with when the sunset is happening, at least for now.

I am constantly marveling at the vibrancy of the colors, the gradients… everything.

And in a dream the other night, I saw the most beautiful sunset.

Ever.

It made me cry.