I have an ugly brown chair in my home office. It was given to us years ago. The fabric was frayed and the arm cushions were eaten by our dog. We almost threw it out; instead we put some new foam around the arms and bought a brown slip cover for it. Now it sits in the corner of my office and I love my chair. It’s where I sit and read, or sit and listen to music, or sit and nap, or sit and think, or just sit. But mostly, I sit and pray in my ugly brown chair. You see my ugly brown chair is an open invitation to hang out with Christ. It’s where we can converse and where I can listen. I try to do more listening than talking; I learned long ago that I do better when I just listen.
One day as Jesus was talking to the crowds He said, “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 6:6 ESV). He should have added “sit in you ugly brown chair.” You see, my secret place is my chair, away from the distractions of the day, away from the gaze of the crowds, and out of earshot from the members of my church. It’s just me and Him talking openly, genuinely, freely, passionately and often times, desperately. But I know that I can always count on Him meeting me there at my ugly brown chair. That is reward enough.
So where’s your ugly brown chair? It can be anywhere. It doesn’t even have to be a literal chair. Where is that “place” where you can connect to the One-who-loves-you-most? He’s calling you to a secret place where you can open yourself up to Him and listen to Him. Find your ugly brown chair. He’s waiting for you.