Since my time in the desert I have returned to a vast amount of turmoil. While away I found time to bask in the glory of God , to hear His voice and get clarity on my questions. I was sure that the peace I had found there would follow me across the rocky mountains of Tucson to the lush rolling hills of Georgia. But alas I was wrong.
Now I was home with very little time to sit and ponder the things of God. I walked off the plane and back to my hurried life. I soon became weary but continued to look to the Lord for my help.
In my situation I had no choice but to allow the Lord to carry me through my days. Each night I felt as if I was being gently placed on my knees to worship and thank him before drifting off to sleep.
We continued this way for days with me allowing Him to carry me and dry my tears of hurt and confusion. Finally it was Sunday and I was carried into the tabernacle ready to worship and find the rest that only fellowship and meditation could bring.
I was placed at the foot of the cross, a place I knew well, and then I exhaled. I was engulfed in praise and worship as we sang songs of healing and redemption. With each song I felt myself grow stronger. I was encouraged by the word of God found in the music. I knew I could "wait upon the Lord and my strength would be renewed". I was "There was no one else for me but Jesus". I became sure I could endure when we sang "All of my life in every season you are still God I have a reason to sing I have a reason to worship....."
As I stood in fellowship with those who love the Lord, my body was upright but my spirit lay prostrate before the King. I sang in humble adoration to the one true lover of my soul. As the Pastor began to pray I closed my eyes and allowed my spirit to crawl into the lap of the Father. Just as I lifted my face to feel His caress I heard the soft strains of the song Breakthrough. It was more than song It was a promise. No matter what was going on in my life my spirit was being prepared for my breakthrough!
I am not shaken I am not moved I 'll wait upon you Lord.....
Now I was home with very little time to sit and ponder the things of God. I walked off the plane and back to my hurried life. I soon became weary but continued to look to the Lord for my help.
In my situation I had no choice but to allow the Lord to carry me through my days. Each night I felt as if I was being gently placed on my knees to worship and thank him before drifting off to sleep.
We continued this way for days with me allowing Him to carry me and dry my tears of hurt and confusion. Finally it was Sunday and I was carried into the tabernacle ready to worship and find the rest that only fellowship and meditation could bring.
I was placed at the foot of the cross, a place I knew well, and then I exhaled. I was engulfed in praise and worship as we sang songs of healing and redemption. With each song I felt myself grow stronger. I was encouraged by the word of God found in the music. I knew I could "wait upon the Lord and my strength would be renewed". I was "There was no one else for me but Jesus". I became sure I could endure when we sang "All of my life in every season you are still God I have a reason to sing I have a reason to worship....."
As I stood in fellowship with those who love the Lord, my body was upright but my spirit lay prostrate before the King. I sang in humble adoration to the one true lover of my soul. As the Pastor began to pray I closed my eyes and allowed my spirit to crawl into the lap of the Father. Just as I lifted my face to feel His caress I heard the soft strains of the song Breakthrough. It was more than song It was a promise. No matter what was going on in my life my spirit was being prepared for my breakthrough!
I am not shaken I am not moved I 'll wait upon you Lord.....
No comments:
Post a Comment