On my face...
desperate for a Word.
Longing for a fresh anointing and a new revelation from God.
Anxiously desiring a touch from the
sweet Hand of my Lord.
I cry out with a deep hunger.
Expecting. Anticipating. Wanting...
Praise pours forth from my lips like a rushing wind.
Powerful words of praise and sweet thanksgiving rise from my heart to my Savior.
My spirit is full and overflows with streams of gratitude. I worship. From the depths of my thirsty soul, I worship a worthy God. He fills me with hope. He covers me with peace. He surrounds me with sweet comfort. I worship an everlasting, unchanging, mighty God.
My praise and my worship unite into one and I am overcome with love for my creator.
I can feel the tears building up in my eyes and soon I feel them cascading down my face. Tears of gratitude. Tears of repentance. Tears of longing and wanting...
And then... He whispers my name. He begins to speak. To minister. To move.
I feel renewal and restoration. As His sweet Spirit descends upon me, I am in awe of His power and His goodness. His presence is so thick I can hardly breathe. It overwhelms my senses and astounds me. It covers me like a warm blanket and delivers the sweetest peace to my spirit. My LORD wraps me up in a mighty but gentle embrace and then nothing else matters. All else fades away into yesterday.
If I could have only one thing in my life, it would be Him. His touch. His love. His mercy. His grace. His presence.
Without the precious, ministering Spirit of God, I would be lost and undone. Helpless and hopeless. Wandering and alone. Dying.
Instead, I am captivated by Him. He is unchanging, unlimited, ever-present, all-knowing, Almighty and eternal. He is King of kings and Lord of lords. He is everything to me.
I am fully captured by His grace. Enthralled with His beauty. Compelled by His Spirit. Astounded at His love for me.
I am His.
