Meeting Me Where I Am

God shared something with me the other night (on Facebook, of all places) that really struck me. Especially during this time of pandemic, when I’m at home with my family doing ALL THE JOBS- cooking, working, doing laundry, teaching the kids, sewing, attempting to clean (let’s be honest- not much of that happening), and really failing to set good quality quiet time aside for myself. See below, originally written by Heather Farrell:

“Have you ever noticed how in the scriptures men are always going up into the mountains to commune with the Lord?

Yet in the scriptures we hardly ever
hear of women going to the mountains,
and we know why — right?

Because the women were too busy
keeping life going;
they couldn’t abandon babies,
meals,
homes,
fires,
gardens,
and a thousand responsibilities to make the climb into the mountains!

I was talking to a friend the other day,
saying that as modern woman
I feel like I’m never “free” enough
from my responsibilities,
never in a quiet enough,
or holy enough spot
to have the type of communion
I want with God.

Her response floored me,
“That is why God comes to women.
Men have to climb the mountain to meet God, but God comes to women where ever they are.”

I have been pondering on her words for weeks and have searched my scriptures
to see that what she said is true.
God does in deed come to women
where they are,
when they are doing their ordinary,
everyday work.

He meets them at the wells
where they draw water for their families,
in their homes,
in their kitchens,
in their gardens.

He comes to them
as they sit beside sickbeds,
as they give birth,
care for the elderly,
and perform necessary mourning and burial rites.

Even at the empty tomb,
Mary was the first to witness Christ’s resurrection,
She was there because she was doing the womanly chore of properly preparing Christ’s body for burial.

In these seemingly mundane
and ordinary tasks,
these women of the scriptures found themselves face to face with divinity.

So if — like me — you ever start to bemoan the fact that you don’t have as much time to spend in the mountains with God as you would like. Remember, God comes to women. He knows where we are and the burdens we carry. He sees us, and if we open our eyes and our hearts we will see Him, even in the most ordinary places and in the most ordinary things.”


Mamas, we don’t have to go to the mountain to talk to the Lord. He is with us in our small moments, in our (seemingly) inconsequential moments. As we feed our families, as we work to provide an income, as we cry in the shower, as we fold the laundry, as we sit in exhaustion at the end of the day. He is with us. He doesn’t care that you have not showered or cleaned your house for him. He doesn’t want to burden YOU with his presence! He simply wants you to invite him in and share yourself with him. He is the most low-maintenance guest in your home (and should be the ONLY additional guest in your home right now, ha!) because the only thing he asks is that you come as you are, in whatever state that is, accept him in, and share what’s on your heart. And, honestly? Doesn’t that feel like such a relief right now? We can’t hang out in our natural state at the coffee shop for breakfast with our friends after school drop off right now, venting what’s on our minds. But y’all. We’ve got Jesus. And his ears are open to all the venting, and all the concerns, and all the worry, and all the praises, and ALL. THE. CONVERSATION. we can give him. That’s exactly what Jesus wants of us right now.

If you are able to take time for quiet moments with the Lord in the mornings, or Bible study, or small groups, or prayer meetings right now, that is amazing. Keep it up. It is worth it and it will pay off. But if the season that you are in is making it difficult, it doesn’t have to be all or nothing. Don’t feel like you have to abandon all other “thousand responsibilities to make the climb into the mountains.” Or ever! He is with us in every mundane moment of our day, and of our lives. I, for one, can feel real comfort in that right now. Thank you Jesus, for always meeting me where I am.

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