God in Small Spaces

By Carol Becwar

My granddaughter Gracie called me from her fort, inviting me to join her. I lifted one of the blankets and peered in. Already snuggled in, her long legs took up most of the space. With her help, I adjusted the position of the framework of furniture and pillows, enlarging the fort by about a foot in length. She invited me in again, confident that her grandma could fit. I wasn't so sure, but couldn't resist her sweet, persistent invitation to join her.

After more adjustments, we settled in with her baby doll and stuffed toys. Gracie sang songs and told me stories. She reminded me of my daughter at four-and-a-half. I admit I got a lump in my throat. I felt so much gratitude for this moment, and I felt honored to be part of her world.

Like Gracie, God also invites me into small, sometimes awkward spaces – times of inconvenience, discomfort, insecurity, feeling out of place. He builds a fort custom fit for just the two of us, where I  have his undivided attention and love. He wants me to share my stories, to sing with a child's abandon, to share the space with Him. He laughs with me when I see the lighter side of life's challenges, and I thank him for His perspective.

In those moments with God, I remember that He desires for me to seek Him, and to love Him with my heart, soul, and mind because He loves me. He invites me to enter that fort like a child – curious, eyes wide open, without agenda – and trust that He is everything I need.

Jesus told his disciples,

“Truly I tell you, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it” (Mark 10:15).

My joy comes from the Lord, who accepts me as I am, remains with me in every moment, and always wants to hear my stories. I'm grateful.