In my pursuit of God I have a real longing in my heart for more. More of Him. More of His power in my life. More of His presence.
I thirst and hunger for a deeper, more intimate relationship with a holy God. But am I really pursuing it with a passion unparalleled by any other pursuit? Am I really doing all that it takes to get to where I so desire to be?
I want to know Him like never before. But am I digging into the Word frantically and searching like my life depends upon it?
I want to fully know the power of the resurrection. But am I taking the necessary steps to make that happen?
I desire to grow in the knowledge of my Savior. I want to understand the message of the cross and its provision like never before. I long to develop an intimacy with my Lord that knows no bounds. But so many times, I allow the things of this life to get in the way and keep myself occupied with things that just don't really matter.
There is nothing more important than my relationship with Jesus. There is nothing more precious than just to sit at His feet and be drawn into His presence. Nothing.
It is thrilling to know that God created us to KNOW Him. He desires for us to SEEK Him and to LONG for Him. He longs for our presence at His feet more than anything else. Just to sit and soak up the beauty and majesty of His glory. Just to sit and be awed at His power and His might.
I want to pour over the precious scriptures and be blown away by the revelation of Truth.
Feverishly searching. Earnestly seeking. Eagerly expecting.
Anticipating a mighty work of His hands. A powerful manifestation of His power and glory. I ache to just sit in His awesome presence and soak up His infinite goodness and experience Him like never before.
He is indescribable. Undefinable. Holy. He is God. He fills me with joy unspeakable. Love inexpressible. Peace unimaginable.
I sit with my eyes closed. Heart open. And my face turned toward heaven.
I am ready for His touch. Searching. Seeking. Find me, Lord.
Thank you, Lord, that I continue to fill up my 1000 gifts journal. You show me every day, the many things that are blessings from your hand. May the next 441 entries speak as loudly as the first 441 did.