You shall set apart a district for the Lord, a holy section of the land; — Ezekiel 45:1
I remember as a kid that there were specific times and specific places I had to be. Nearly all of these involved television sets. For instance, on Friday nights, I had to be at my Granny’s in front of the television by 8:00 because the Dukes of Hazzard would be on. Every day after school, I would haul it to the house from the bus because I could catch He-Man and the Masters of the Universe just as it was coming on. I hated those days where I missed my shows.
Kids today with their fancy DVR’s will just never know.
Five years after becoming a Christian, I finally decided to carve out a time and place and actually read the Bible for myself. So often, I would find myself excited to go to my place to find out what happened next in God’s story. Fifteen months later, I had read through the entire Bible. To this day, I don’t think there has been a period of time where God has changed me so much. I couldn’t help but wish that I had done it sooner.
For the longest time after my fifteen months, I was very random. After I moved out on my own, I just made no new consistent place where I met God; therefore I was very sporadic in my attempts to do so. Most of the time, I would give Him a bit of time before I went to bed, which would often end up with me falling asleep about 30 seconds into a prayer.
I never really grew again as a Christian until I designated places in my home as Holy unto the Lord. I am writing this today because my place is about to change. In the spring and summer months, I meet with God on a couch in what we call our “computer room.” As soon as the weather gets cool enough, I meet with Him in a rocking chair in front of our gas logs. This is always in the morning before anyone else in my family is awake.
Sometimes though, distractions just abound. Sometimes I just cannot quiet my spirit and concentrate on Him to save my life. At times like this, I like to take a walk around what I call “the loop.” It is basically a two mile walk that if you catch while the sun is rising or setting is pretty glorious. Because of my scattered mind, I may listen to praise and worship music and/or one of my favorite preachers that constantly pour into my mind and soul.
If for some reason I can’t walk, I take a drive. Some of the most Holy Spirit filled times in my life have occurred right there in the driver’s seat of my automobile. Some moments have been so intense; I will absolutely never forget them.
So why am I writing this? Other than to remind myself where my Holy sections of land are, it is to get you to think about the time and place where you meet God.
When and where do you go to have focused time with Him? If you don’t have a time and place, now would be the perfect time to designate one.