Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Do you mind if I come in?

There is a place in Remedy I've deemed the "upper room". This is a coveted room that any "regular" at the coffee shop wants to get. It's two comfy chairs and a small table with 2 chairs. While there's room for 4, rarely is there more than one person. The room is at the top of the stairs all by itself with a door. It's assumed if you're up there you want complete silence for whatever you're doing (especially when the door is shut).

It's been awhile but tonight... I got it! I was up there, typing away, being super productive. Now in the hour I had the room to myself I had several people walk up the stairs, open the door, see I was in there, know the "unwritten" rule of the room, and leave. Then a lady came up, did the first 3 steps then asked, "Do you mind if I come in?" Of course I said yes. She promised to be quiet saying she had lots to do.

God had other plans and over 2 hours later we were hugging and making plans to hang out.

I can't begin to describe what we covered. I believe it started with the piano player downstairs and bounced around between art, relationships, family, slam poetry, churches, starting our own coffeeshop, painting, and our jobs. Mixed into all of that was Christ. We sat there, mutually encouraging one another, and recognizing this was a divine appointment. The last thing we wanted to do was open our computers back up.

I am fully convinced that room is annointed as a place where people feel at ease, a place where the presence of God resides. I have never been in that room and not talked about Christ with the stranger turned friend that joins me. I'm thankful God orchestrates these encounters. There was plenty of mundane "to-do" items on my list but nothing took the life filling moment of our conversation. Thanks Lord.

Oh btw - her name was Tina :)


This is one of the photos we talked about. I took it this summer. She wants to put on an art show and asked if I could display my photos. What?! So cool.

Juicy and Delicious; These are some bite-sized morsels of my life in Sweden.