Clay in the Hands

Have you ever set aside time for a bit of solitude, only to be interrupted by someone or something.  Solitude is such a rare thing these days.  We are bombarded by constant interruptions – information coming at us from every direction. 

I realize everyone is wired differently and many would say some of my circuits are crossed, but I am a relational person who loves people and being in community.  But I am also one that must have solitude on occasion to recharge.  In solitude, my inner churning can settle.  In solitude, I can spend time with Jesus.  Solitude is important – it was for Jesus and it certainly is for us.

In the first chapter of the Gospel of Mark we find that, “Very early in the morning, while it was still dark, Jesus got up, left the house and went off to a solitary place, where he prayed.” (Mark 1:35)  For us, being alone with God allows Him time to work on us – and work in us.

In my position, solitude is hard to find.  So when I do have a few minutes of time alone, I get frustrated with interruptions.  Having someone decide for me that their time is more important than mine is just part of the calling but a bit frustrating none the less.

But recently, the Father reminded me that it is possible that time with Him can be found in the interruptions.  Solitude is crucial to our spiritual walk, but Jesus can also use the interruptions to speak to us as well.  

So the next time you are frustrated with an interruption, pause and look for Jesus in the middle of it.  You might just find He orchestrated the whole thing.