My kitchen window. Many a thought has filtered through my mind while standing at the kitchen window. I’m not sure what it is about that place. In each house we’ve lived in it’s always been the same. When I’ve got something on my mind my feet take me to that window. It is through this frame that I have dealt with happiness and grief alike. It is here that I have washed dishes while figuring out how the bills were going to get paid that month since the car needed repair or what was going on the Christmas list for the girls that year. There is nothing particular about this window, but over the years it has become my thinking place. A spot where my mind wanders through the day and back again.
Jesus had a “thinking place” too that consisted of quiet mountains. It was here that he took time to pray and regroup.
“In these days he went out to the mountain to pray, and all night he continued in prayer to God.”
~ Luke 6:12 (ESV)
“And after he had dismissed the crowds, he went up on the mountain by himself to pray. When evening came, he was there alone,”
~ Matthew 14:23 (ESV)
We each need time and space to “reset” ourselves. While I wish I could reset on a tranquil beach somewhere, my kitchen window will have to do. Because who else is going to do the dishes?
“Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a right spirit within me.”
~ Psalm 51:10 (ESV)
Giving God the Glory 