We can get before the Lord anywhere–by shutting our eyes to the world and looking up into our Father’s face. Even in a crowd we can be really alone with God.
We can commune with him, too, in his works:
Sweet wayside flowers whisper to us tender thoughts of God.
The sea tells us of his power.
The deep blue sky has its suggestions of God’s peace.
The mountains speak of his stability and unchangeableness.
But there are other ways of going in before God.
We open our Bible, and look into its pages with reverent heart and with open ear; and as we read the sacred words, God talks to us.
When we enter into our closet of prayer and shut the door–we are in a very real sense sitting before him. We bow in prayer; and we are lying at Christ’s very feet, so close to him that we can reach the hem of his garment, and feel the touch of his hand upon our fevered hearts. How near we get to our Savior in such moments, and how his touch thrills us!