As I write this, I am sitting in the sanctuary of my church at the altar. The quiet inside is almost overwhelming. So peaceful. No air stirring. No sounds nor movement. Silence.
The sounds I can hear outside seem very distant. They seem a lifetime away and after a few moments, I don't even notice them anymore. Nothing but the sound of silence fills my ears.
I felt God drawing me into His temple today. Like a magnetic pull on my spirit, it beckoned me and I had to come. As I walked the short distance from my home to the church, I felt the anticipation of an encounter with God building deep within my heart. And as I opened the doors to the sanctuary and began walking down the aisle, I felt His mighty presence descend upon me. It was thick and it was powerful.
I love being in His house. I love the stillness of His sweet spirit settling down on my soul as I just sit and bask in the glory of His sweet presence. I sit in awe of His tender love and care for me.
The altar is baptized with my tears as my heart cries out in thankfulness. Thankful for deliverance. Thankful for His presence in my life. Thankful for the sacrifice of His Son. Thankful for the freedom of worship.
As I lay myself out for the covering of His mercy and grace, I lay down some things in confession. As I spend intimate time with my Savior, I feel the burdens lifting from me. I pour out my deepest thoughts and feelings to God. I relinquish control of my life to my Creator. Letting go of some hurt and some guilt. Confessing those things that He already knows and that He has already forgiven.
I am so thankful that God doesn't keep a record of sins. I am thankful that He is a forgiving God. I am thankful that He knows our hurts. I am so thankful that He cares.
The sanctuary is my refuge. As I sit at His feet, there is safety and security. Peace and comfort. I am in His dwelling place. I am in His House. His Holy temple. His sweet spirit is all around and the thickness of His presence presses down on my head.
An unquenchable thirst arises deep within and creates an insatiable hunger for that intimate relationship with my Father. I want Him to abound in me more. I desire for Him to surround me and astound me. As I am filled to overflowing with His goodness, I begin to sing.
'He is here... Hallelujah. He is here... Amen.
He is here... Holy-holy.... I will bless His name again.
He is here... Listen closely. Hear Him calling out your name.
He is here.. you can touch Him. You will never be the same."
I arise from the altar, vowing to be different when I walk out the doors than I was when I came in. I am leaving some things at His feet that I don't want to pick up again. I am taking a new revelation of Him with me. I am leaving renewed and restored. Placing my life in His mighty Hands and beginning with new mercies.
Oh, Lord, I place my hand in your hand and desire to walk with you for all the days of my life. As I renew my commitment to you and your kingdom work, I feel a new joy bubble up in my spirit. A new appreciation for the amazing gift of salvation and eternal life. May I indeed, never be the same.
"I love them that love me; and those that
seek me early shall find me"