"The tent, which was called the meeting tent, Moses used to pitch at some distance away, outside the camp. Anyone who wished to consult the Lord would go to this meeting tent outside the camp."
I think my treehouse is my "meeting tent." No, I KNOW it is my meeting tent! It has become a sacred space I share with the squirrels and birds and the gorgeous tree. God is so present to me there that we can carry on conversations, just as God did with Moses in the meeting tent Moses pitched outside camp. I am affirmed in my thinking when friends visit, take a seat in the treehouse and just melt into the peace of it all. There is definitely an "Ahhh" factor when sinking into my zero-gravity rocking chair! So, a question for you: Where is your meeting tent? Do you have a sacred space in your home where you can go and meet God? Where you can reliably find God, there watching for you? Maybe it's outside? Near water? In the mountains? When I can't be out in the treehouse I have a prayer chair that is surrounded by little spiritual treasures; pictures, medals, my singing bowl, a rosary from Jerusalem that Jeni Rose sent me. This space is sacred for me too. If you don't have a meeting tent, I urge you to fashion one. God is everywhere, certainly, but sometimes it's lovely to have a special space set aside for you and God to hang out. Love, heidi