Occasionally when I am in my quiet time, I’ll come to the realization that an intimate connection with my Father is not happening. It occurred this morning~
Just realized I’m in task mode, but You, my Lord, are not a task. My thoughts scurry here and there. Whoa thoughts!
You are my life Lord! You are mine and I am Yours. You even call me by my name:
Isaiah 43:1-2 (AMP). . . Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by your name;
you are Mine.
You love me, Lord; You are always with me, and You never leave me. Anything that happens in my life is always covered by You. You are my Lord, my King. Before You I bow in allegiance. Your strength downpours into me. Come Lord Jesus, let us reckon together.
1 Corinthians 2:16 (AMP) . . . But we have the mind of Christ (the Messiah) and do hold the thoughts (feelings and purposes) of His heart
I have Your mind, Jesus, so let me think Your thoughts, have the power of right thinking surging through me, know the Father as much as possible for a daughter. Yes, You, my God, are my Abba. You allow me to come into a close relationship with You. You knew I needed a hug this morning and gave me one. You are such a dear Father!
Jesus, thank You for Holy Spirit. I’m sitting out on a large stone, a rock of ages overlooking the river. Sitting as the rain pours gently from the heavens blurring the scene. Yes its blurred but my mind knows its every detail. My ears hear the sound of droplets bouncing off the leaves, dripping down soaking into the thirsty earth. More plants will grow as they drink the nourishment keeping the trails green and lush, and it is true also that Your presence seeps into my being nourishing me, keeping me luxurient in Your love.
Alone with my God. The resonance of the raindrops and the covering of the leaves creates a shield~ my own little sanctuary. My God fills all with His presence. It enters into my soul as peace and contentment surround. For this tiny space of time, my soul rests.
Too soon work is calling and I must leave my sanctuary, but I do not depart alone, for my God accompanies me maintaining His precious presence.
When was the last time you enjoyed time in His Presence?