"...For we are the sanctuary of the living God, as God said: I will dwell among them and walk among them, and I will be their God, and they will be My people." (2 Corinthians 6:16) HCSB
A place of worship and praise.
A place of intense communion with a loving God.
A place I seek His presence,
desiring to meet with Him face-to-face.
When I am on my face crying out in desperation,
the floor of my room becomes my sanctuary.
When I am searching the scriptures intently and
letting God's voice speak through His Word, my study
becomes my sanctuary.
My sanctuary is my car when I am singing
and praising with David Crowder or Matt Redman
at the top of my lungs.
My sanctuary is my heart as my eyes close in response to intimate
prayer and communion with my sweet Savior.
My sanctuary is any place I'm at when I
stand in awe of the goodness of God. And the mercy
of God. And the love of God.
Or when I am filled with such wonder at His power as I view
the work of my Creator's hands. Or as I ponder the absolute splendor of
his majesty and the radiant beauty of His glory.
My sanctuary is where the passionate longing of my spirit for an
encounter with a Holy God begins.
Craving an intense and powerful union of my heart to His. Exalting
His holy name. Lifting my hands high and giving praise to the Son
of God. The King of kings. The Lord of lords.
My sanctuary is where I seek to know more, search to find more and
expect to be more like Jesus.
Where I worship at His feet.
Where all I can do is bow....
Consecrated... holy... sacred....