We Danced in the Kitchen

The winds are shifting a little in my plans for this series, friends. Next week will bring some stories perhaps closer to what you thought you’d read under “Loving God as an Introvert”: on the beauty of coming into His presence as an inwardly-focused person and finding Him, in the quiet.

I had a brief conversation with a friend whose words gently reminded me I haven’t tapped much into that vein. The story below gives a taste, and if something in it reminds you of a part of your own journey with God, I’d love to know what it is.

Until then, as always, thank you for stopping by. It’s been wonderful to hear your thoughts and stories so far.

– Amy

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Last night — or was it a couple nights ago? — Y and I turned off the lights downstairs and prepared to head up, armed with cell phones, baby monitor, laptop, etc. And then… I stopped him. There was a little light coming in through the kitchen blinds, and we just took a few minutes and danced, and hummed… laughed a little and talked about things I can’t even remember right now. But I told myself I’d remember stopping in that quiet pool of nighttime to just be, with my husband.

We didn’t stop time. We can’t. But we took the time to stop ourselves, to pause in our routine, and breathe… and that might be the way we most glorified our Father with our time that day. Or any day, perhaps? To stop and be surrounded with the awareness of His present blessings, without adding qualifiers — the good health, the small children, the hot food, the sturdy roof, the albums full of happy memories, the quiet feeling of coming home to His presence — and let that awareness lead us into thanksgiving… it’s an altogether ordinary, altogether simple, and yet altogether full kind of worship.

We have nothing to give
That didn’t first come from Your hands
We have nothing to offer You
Which You did not provide
Every good, perfect gift comes from
Your kind and gracious heart

And all we do is give back to You
What always has been Yours

Lord, we’re breathing the breath
That You gave us to breathe
To worship You…

– “Breathing the Breath,” Matt Redman

A memory from February 2011. 

 

This post is part of a 31 day series about Loving God as an Introvert

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  1. “We didn’t stop time. We can’t. But we took the time to stop ourselves, to pause in our routine, and breathe… and that might be the way we most glorified our Father with our time that day. Or any day, perhaps?”

    Oh, that brought me to tears… Perfect. ♥

    Kit

  2. Pausing . . .it’s something that has been on my heart lately. God uses the pause in a powerful way when we lean into it and listen with intentionality. Lovely to visit you here.

    1. Yes, indeed. They’re kind of like family photographs, for me: all that effort to try and have everyone look at the camera and smile at the same time, and in the end my favorite photos are the blurry ones of the girls laughing their little hearts out.

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