There was a time when life seemed to be flying past me. Busy with lots of good things, spending time with wonderful people, but missing that sense of closeness with God.

My attention span for just being with Jesus was very short. Too many worries to pray about. Too many decisions to make. Too many requests for people I love.

So I decided to spend 90 days increasing my capacity to be intimate with my Father, starting with one minute and adding a minute per day.

The whole first month I didn’t talk and didn’t try to listen. I just sat with Jesus, believing that he was right there with me. No insights. No wisdom gleaned. No questions or answers. Nothing “productive”.

I set a timer on my phone. The first 60 seconds was a challenge. Probably lost focus half a dozen times. But I’ve read Andrew Murray and Brother Lawrence, so I remembered: “just be thankful every time He draws you back to Himself”.

Two minutes was an eternity, three was somehow a little easier. By the time I got to 10 and 15 I was really enjoying it. My whole day went better, knowing I was close to God. I started looking forward to my time of just being still with Jesus.

Then on day 30, I felt like I had permission to converse with God again. But it was different. Not so transactional. More like friendship. Those were sweet times.

After day 60 it started having more of an impact on my day. Over an hour to block off every morning. It was cutting into my sleep, but I wouldn’t miss it. The Spirit was so evident after an hour.

On day 90, I wanted to keep going. 90 minutes in his presence felt like just a taste of where I always wanted to be.