A few weeks ago I felt like God just wanted me to be with him. No words. No prayers. No thoughts. Just be. So every day for a week or so, I spent an hour or two or three attempting to put myself in that posture that none of us really understand, but all of us somehow know. It’s that space that’s not of this world.

I would stare out the window, stare at the walls, close my eyes. Sometimes I would half fall asleep – those were some of my best times with Jesus, because my mind stopped working against me. I wandered around the house, trying to stay away from the stairs, because I wasn’t entirely sure of my ability to stay upright.

I was mostly distracted. I mostly didn’t feel anything. Even my perception of an invitation from God was an act of faith. Yet I was deeply aware that I was doing something that mattered in the spiritual realms. Even writing that sounds too sure of myself. I don’t understand what God invited me into because spiritual things are beyond us. But I love being in that place, experiencing something far more intimate and significant than what my mind can comprehend.

Usually I don’t talk about those experiences. Maybe because there are no words. I can describe what I did, but it’s hard to describe being with God like that. Then Heather played this talk while we were doing a jigsaw puzzle. Tim Mackie of The Bible Project has found words to explain the glory of these kinds of encounters. He calls it “Paradise Now”.