“And when you pray, you must not be like the hypocrites. For they love to stand and pray in the synagogues and at the street corners, that they may be seen by others. Truly, I say to you, they have received their reward. But when you pray, go into your room and shut the door and pray to your Father who is in secret. And your Father who sees in secret will reward you.” - Matthew 5:5-6 ESV
Meeting God in the Quiet of the Morning
It’s a little old, and the fabric is beginning to fade. My wife wanted to get me a new one, but I can’t part with it. It’s a consecrated recliner.
It was originally in our family room, but now it's in my study. When I was a much younger man, living paycheck to paycheck, one of my goals was to own a recliner.
Aren’t all men supposed to have recliners?
It’s where I go to meet with God in the morning.
I’ve tried other places in the house, but they just don’t seem right. I know you can pray anywhere, and God will hear you.
I do pray in other places. But there’s something special about that chair.
Recently, I heard someone at a conference talk about the importance of having a consecrated place of prayer. That’s something I’ve been sensing for some time now. It was confirmation to me.
It’s not quite the same when I pray in another room.
I know God isn’t confined to a particular place, but I believe there’s something to what Christian mystics have called thin places— where the nearness of God is experienced.
It’s the atmosphere. And the expectation of meeting with God.
My Bible, a pen, and a journal are always part of my morning routine. There’s something about beginning the day with God, opening His Word, listening, reflecting, and writing down what He impresses upon my heart.
The children of Israel gathered manna every morning during their wilderness journey. They had to gather it early, before the sun grew hot and the manna disappeared. They couldn’t live on yesterday’s manna; they needed fresh provision for the day.
In much the same way, we need to gather our spiritual manna each morning. We need fresh insight from God’s Word, and his still small voice.
To me, this is a pattern. It’s consecrating the first part of my day to the LORD.
Morning prayer should be a place of encountering God. There are days when I experience His nearness. And there are days when I don’t feel His presence at all.
Sometimes He seems absent.
I’ve wrestled with deeply concerning thoughts about the future sitting in that chair. What will happen to my family when I’m gone?
Those are the moments when I must relinquish my problems to Him, commit my family to His care, and trust that our Father knows best.
I have worked through many difficult situations while praying in that chair. I haven’t always received immediate answers, but I’ve had a place to bring my fears, pour out my heart, and remember that my family ultimately rests in God’s hands.
God isn’t legalistic about our morning routines. There are days when I have extra time to linger in His presence, and there are days when my prayer time is brief.
But I treasure those mornings when I can sit quietly before Him unhurriedly.
The point is we all need a designated place where we regularly meet with God.
And so, I think I’ll keep my old recliner a little longer.
Oh, and lest I forget, I take a cup of coffee into my prayer closet.





