It’s easy to love God when you’re not holding your phone.
Harder when your screen lights up every six seconds. When the world shouts for your attention with every scroll, swipe, and buzz. When distraction feels normal, and silence feels like failure.
But here’s what I know:
God doesn’t live in the noise.
God lives in the now.
Presence is the real altar.
And most of us haven’t stepped inside it in years.
I don’t say that to shame you. I say it because I’ve lived it. I’ve prayed while thinking about groceries. I’ve listened to sermons while writing to-do lists in my head. I’ve pretended to meditate while actually mentally drafting emails. We all do it.
But then one day, I sat.
No words. No goals. No trying to be spiritual.
Just breath. Just body. Just the raw fact of being alive.
And in that moment, I realized—I wasn’t alone.
I was with.
With my breath.
With the trees outside the window.
With something holy that wasn’t trying to impress or entertain me.
That’s what presence feels like.
It doesn’t shout. It doesn’t sparkle. It just is.
Jesus lived there.
Look closely at the Gospels and you’ll see it: the way he paused before answering, the way he turned his full attention to whoever stood in front of him. He didn’t multi-task miracles. He moved slowly, with total awareness. His life was a walking meditation.
Christian Zen doesn’t add anything new.
It just reminds you to be here.
To meet your life the way Jesus met people:
with softness.
with attention.
with love that doesn’t flinch.
That’s the power of presence.
Not a productivity hack. Not a wellness trend.
A spiritual practice.
The world is always trying to pull you somewhere else—into the future, into the past, into worry, into performance. But Christ waits in the present. Not as an idea. As an encounter.
So the next time you feel lost, don’t reach for your phone.
Reach for your breath.
Reach for the moment.
That’s where God’s been waiting all along.
It’s easy to love God when you’re not holding your phone.
Harder when your screen lights up every six seconds. When the world shouts for your attention with every scroll, swipe, and buzz. When distraction feels normal, and silence feels like failure.
But here’s what I know:
God doesn’t live in the noise.
God lives in the now.
Presence is the real altar.
And most of us haven’t stepped inside it in years.
I don’t say that to shame you. I say it because I’ve lived it. I’ve prayed while thinking about groceries. I’ve listened to sermons while writing to-do lists in my head. I’ve pretended to meditate while actually mentally drafting emails. We all do it.
But then one day, I sat.
No words. No goals. No trying to be spiritual.
Just breath. Just body. Just the raw fact of being alive.
And in that moment, I realized, I wasn’t alone.
I was with.
With my breath.
With the trees outside the window.
With something holy that wasn’t trying to impress or entertain me.
That’s what presence feels like.
It doesn’t shout. It doesn’t sparkle. It just is.
Jesus lived there.
Look closely at the Gospels and you’ll see it: the way he paused before answering, the way he turned his full attention to whoever stood in front of him. He didn’t multi-task miracles. He moved slowly, with total awareness. His life was a walking meditation.
Christian Zen doesn’t add anything new.
It just reminds you to be here.
To meet your life the way Jesus met people:
with softness.
with attention.
with love that doesn’t flinch.
That’s the power of presence.
Not a productivity hack. Not a wellness trend.
A spiritual practice.
The world is always trying to pull you somewhere else, into the future, into the past, into worry, into performance. But Christ waits in the present. Not as an idea. As an encounter.
So the next time you feel lost, don’t reach for your phone.
Reach for your breath.
Reach for the moment.
That’s where God’s been waiting all along.
Enlightened Life Fellowship 