I rode to the point of Cabrillo this morning. At about 6:20, I was the only person on the tip of Point Loma looking back at this City we call home. Stopping to audibly thank the Lord for a few moments I realized that this is the most alone time I have spent with God in weeks. 5 minutes of alone time with God.It is no wonder we get so wrapped up in all of our drama day to day.

Looking back on the City, I thought of all the stressed people about to start their day. Complaining about what work held that day, or perhaps stressed out on the highway trying to get to work. I placed myself back down in this big City, and thought about the anxiety that I enamor my life with daily. What a contrast, to be looking back on it all- this vast City of San Diego, as I listened to the waves hit the cliffs below and birds singing their songs of carefree trust in our creator.

This is what God must feel like. Looking back on this City. Looking back at his people, full of anxiety and selfishness in our attempts to get ahead, build wealth, and gain power. Whoa is my situation we all cry out, when it is our very focus on this world that gets us there in the first place.

Does God sit there and wonder why he is sitting at the most peaceful and beautiful place and his people just yell across the bay for help? Does it take that much effort to go to God? Beyond the quick prayer for help or guidance. To go to God. Spend Five minutes with the Lord himself in silence. Alone with our father.

“Very early in the morning, while it was still dark, Jesus got up, left the house and went off to a solitary place, where he prayed.” Mark 1:35