longing

The longing to hear God speak,

holds me captive,

occupies my thoughts 

and reaches out to me. 

The longing tugs at my heart and soul.

I listen. 

I worship.

I become motionless and

let my mind focus on His power and His goodness.

Standing still, I let God move.

Obeying... heeding... following.

Eyes closed and heart flung wide open. 

I sense His presence.

I feel His love  and I am 

ever mindful of His generous mercy and His sweet grace.

As He speaks, I feel the gentle breeze blow 

across my heart as His voice whispers, 'I am here'.

The electricity that shoots through my

body is overwhelming. I am overcome with 

the amazing truth of who He is.

He is speaking affirmation to my spirit. Acknowledging my

relationship with Him. Opening my eyes to

new revelations of Him. Stirring my soul to search

the hidden things. 

The deep things.

Echoing deep in the recesses of my being

with a yearning of immense proportion.

Speak life into me, Lord. Hear my cry.

Renew me that I may receive what you have for me.

As I yield myself fully to the calling you ordained, 

show me the direction you desire me to go. Guide my 

steps. Shape my path. Walk with me, Lord.

I close my eyes and feel your arms wrapped lovingly about me.

Embraced in the strength of your mighty hand. I know

you hold me close and will never let me go.  I am safe in 

your grasp. Fully sheltered under your wing. Caught in an

eternal embrace of my Savior.

Only you, Lord can occupy my thoughts and satisfy my longing. Only you can fill the yearning in my heart. You are my everything and I give you praise.

on my face

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.