My friend Matt spoke this morning at the gathering. One of the things he talked about was our Friday nights. We all pencil in our plans waiting for something "better." And we do that with God.
Tonight, I had many plans to do my Sabbath thing: read, pray, etc. But, I often got distracted with random other things. Going up the stairs several minutes ago, my foot caught the last step and I tripped. I ended up on my knees, and I realized I hadn't been there all day. So, I paused...and met God there. It was good.
After whispering queitly for a while, He might just physically get our attention. I'm glad He's powerful enough to do it.