This past month I felt like I was doing the run around with my prayers. I kept asking, God I wanna know you, but somehow it wasn’t right. I’m not sure what is was, but I wasn’t getting to the heart of what I wanted. I didn’t know what I needed to say, but I knew my words weren’t it.
After knocking the wall of my mind for about a week, I sat and searched for a new angle. I began to pray, and this is where I was taken.
‘Do I know you?’
‘Of course you know me Jesus. I’m Alisha, your daughter’
‘Then why are you afraid to come into my house and speak with me?’
Whoa. Within a span of 2 minutes I went from an uncertain prayer, to a revelation. I was planting a divide between Jesus and I without even realizing it. He was telling me,
“It’s not separate Alisha. As you know me, I really do want to know you. I want to be in your presence even in the silence, just as you are in mine. It’s not one sided.Many will profess my name and that they are my followers, but I have never known them.” (Matt 7:21). I was listening to a sermon last week and the speaker said,
’ You don’t get into the white house by saying you know the President; you get in by the President saying he knows you.’
So here I am, taking my afternoon walk, headed to Jesus’ house. My heart pounds as I raise my hand to knock. I hesitate. I swallow my pride, and knock 3 times. The door swings open.
‘Ah, come in. I’ve been expecting you.’
Love,
Alisha
