By: JANA GREENE
“What’s the best way to spend time with God?”
Was the question asked of me.
Which seemed odd
Because my God
Is never an absentee.
I thought the right devotional,
Holy coffee at first morning light,
Following all the rules and laws,
Was a formula for winning the fight.
But now God and I,
Thick as thieves,
Do life together every day.
Every breath is spending time,
Plain speak is how I pray.
I hear his voice in the laughter
Of my beloved friends and kin,
I hear him in the cries,
Of suffering women and men.
He cooks with me in the kitchen,
He follows me to the shop,
We have constant conversations,
Impossible to stop.
A reverie of souls,
Because we’re ONE, you see.
I cannot be away from him,
And he won’t stay away from me.
I need no formal reason
To label time with my Source.
He’s in every place,
Runs every race,
By my side, of course.
Here’s how to spend time with God
If you’re asking me:
Take a deep and healing breath
And just manage to BE.
Musings of a Gypsy Soul 