breathing space.

One thing I love about my friend Elsie is that every time we pray together, before we begin, she pauses for a long while. I always picture her dialing the Lord's telephone and waiting...waiting... until He answers. During those small seconds, I breathe. And I feel Him filling the room.

I know I don't need a dial tone to hear Him or tell him things; I can just think and He knows. But I like the coming, the consciousness. Willful. Studied.