There are so many images, questions, and assumptions that come to mind when we discuss meditation. The word alone conjures images from Yoda in Star Wars to Eastern religion symbols, a Bible believer to a flower-power hippy, and for me, images of the wise turtle Master Oogway from Kung Fu Panda. Before God initiated my discovery of Christ-centered meditation, I thought it was for people in Eastern religions and yoga instructors. If I did hear Christians mention meditation, it was usually stated as "prayer and meditation", absent of any distinct characteristics or definition.
"You are not alone".
That was the first thing God whispered to me as I sat still in my room meditating...waiting for Him. With these encouraging words, I took another deep breath and relaxed a bit. What I was doing seemed so different than anything I had ever been taught about how to spend time with God, or how to pray. Usually prayer and meditation were discussed as if they were one and the same. I hadn't seen meditation modeled, so I mostly associated it with images of Master Oogway, the wise old tortoise from Kung Fu Panda.
I used to be wary of meditation.
I didn't give it much thought apart from a quiet acceptance of the fact that it wasn't something a Christian practiced. My devotional times with God had looked different over the years. But at one point, I came to terms with a thought that had previously only lurked in the backrooms of my heart - in my daily walk with God, I was just going through the motions.