"In Your presence, all fear is gone... in Your presence.
In Your presence, is where I belong... in Your presence."
We sang this in church this morning. It's part of a song, but it's the only part we sang. ... And I am so glad.
I was overwhelmed with His presence.
I didn't know what to do.
I didn't know what to say.
I didn't know what to think.
So I just stood there.
Eyes closed.
Arms out.
Soaking.
Gazing upon His throne, radiant light shining upon my face.
Peace.
A silent joy.
Drifting thoughts about the Lamb.
His death.
His resurrection.
Victory.
His Father.
Heaven.
Heaven... our true home.
"Until He returns... or calls me home..."
Home.
Sometimes I feel like even though I am here in Iowa, with my family, I am not home. Sometimes I feel like I don't have a home. That I don't belong anywhere.
Heaven.
'That' is heavenly.
'This' is like heaven on earth.
"Is this heaven?"
... "No, it's Iowa."
I think, however, that I have finally found heaven on earth.
I am at home in His presence.
And that's all that matters.
......
Spirit-filled.
Ears covered.
Ears opened.
Lies.
Still dirty.
But refreshed.
It's a start.
......
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