The Narrow Way

God is not looking for weekend visitors.
He’s looking for a home.
A people who don’t compartmentalize Him to moments—
but host Him in every moment.

Hosting God isn’t about volume or stage lights.
It’s about awareness.
It’s when your morning routine becomes worship.
When your commute becomes intercession.
When your table becomes a sanctuary.
When your silence becomes a song.

Because He doesn’t just dwell in cathedrals.
He dwells in yielded lives.

In Genesis, God walked with Adam in the cool of the day.
That wasn’t a one-time encounter.
It was a lifestyle of presence.
It was friendship.
Proximity.
Unbroken communion.

And that’s still His desire.
Not for you to chase moments—
but to live in abiding.

John 15:4 says,
“Abide in Me, and I in you.”

Not visit.
Not check in.
Abide.
Dwell.
Remain.

To host God means you make room in every room.
In the middle of deadlines.
In the mess of parenting.
In the ache of grief.
In the joy of celebration.

You whisper, “Stay, Lord. Dwell here. Even here.”

It means the Holy Spirit isn’t just a guest—
He’s the architect of your day.

You let Him lead the conversation.
The decision.
The tone of your heart.
The thoughts you entertain.

You become a place where He feels at home.
Where He doesn’t have to knock—because He’s already welcomed.

And when you host Him that way?
Revival doesn’t just visit your church.
It shows up in your kitchen.
Your hallway.
Your grocery run.
Your voice.

Because you’re not just living near Him—
you’re living with Him.

So today, make room.
In the mundane.
In the rush.
In the stillness.

Don’t just give God a seat.
Give Him the house.