What are you saying to me God? Daddy, what are you saying about me? I’m hanging onto every word that you whisper because that’s all that seems to matter anymore. I sit in these intimate places “like the watchman waits for dawn” just waiting for You to come and when it happens it’s the only time life makes sense, it’s the only time I am completely fulfilled and satisfied to a place where words don’t fit.
There is a holy rumbling inside of me…
How does my mouth express beauty that my heart can’t fathom?
My heart breaks Lord, my heart is on the ground broken into all the pieces of the people around me who don’t know You like I have been blessed to witness and pursue. I know that You wait for them in the secret place, in the quiet place…please use me to lead them there.
I don’t care if they seek that place with their whole heart or if they stumble into it…my heart yearns for them to just have ONE beautiful, furious, ravishing, transforming, graceful head on collision with their true Father. A wreck that knocks off all of the rusty JUNK (to put it lightly) of this world and the most prevailing explosion of LOVE defines the encounter…
Wrecked by love, the places they’ve built sitting in pieces on the ground, completely discarded for the new foundation that for the first time makes sense, for the first time fulfills, for the first time seems right and worth leaving this world behind…
The foundation that’s been there since the beginning, the foundation that has been draped with earthly, unauthentic, forced adornments and has been waiting for years to be unveiled and rebuilt to the building it was meant to be, the Holy structure it was destined for.
I’m starting to understand that I’ve been defiling that bed for so long…I’ve been telling God that I love that spot as my flesh keeps scouring the world looking for something here that will equally satisfy. As I try to understand Heaven with my right hand, my left tries frantically to keep a house on this earth, just in case. I’m trying to cheat…I want God but I want easy, I want answers, I want something that makes sense that I can control.
Finally He is breaking through and revealing the foundations and I finally get it…He’s enough, He’s enough, He’s enough, He’s enough. In my secret place I don’t want ANYTHING else…just Him. I don’t want Him and maybe money, I don’t want Him and maybe a little life security, I don’t want Him and a girlfriend, I don’t want Him and maybe a little of ANYTHING…He’s enough. He satisfies, He is more than enough. How can I look for things that ARE when He is the I AM??
Only You can quench the depths of the wellspring of my soul…I seek You and You alone
