~Dear God, thank you for loving me, and for guiding me, for creating time for me to spend with You. For touching my hands and moving my heart
Have you ever sat blissed out from the rich and loving voice of God?
My heart takes flight, my eyes water from His grace.
Oh, to feel His soft touch waking you up to fellowship.
To be broken and then healed after His arms hold you. After Jesus cleans and washes you inside from His glowing light.
Oh, to see the haze of golden love.
Oh, to look out the window and see the white sparkling fog kiss this grassy land.
The ocean carrying peace.
Oh, to hear the beat of His worship-playing drums.
To be His child, found in His heart.
What a blessing to hear The Truth.
To be dearly loved by The Way, and The Life.
I can hear the voices and the music of worship floating and surrounding me on the outside, taking me, then seeping into me and ringing inside of me.
What joy it is to fall on my knees.
This love is unexplainable.
I have no worries.
I feel no fear in His presence.
Two words from Him are more than a thousand from a lover.
What seed has He planted inside of me? It has grown into a fruit-bearing tree that sees a constant gauzy sunrise. The deep colors of plump fruit hang and grow on it; raspberry, orange, peach, and red-colored fruit glisten in His light. Jesus creates fog that collects into drops of water on its green leaves, and then drips to a moist, rich soil, so lush with life.
What waterfall of blessings is this I see in the distance, behind purple mountains warmed by Life?
Its waters pour from Heaven, from the throne of Almighty God. Blue waters of every blessing He has given me fall like fountain water.
Why do my arms lift effortlessly?
They feel His touch and an offering is being given. How can such a love exist?
I’ve been taken away.
I’ve been divinely called and so have you.
Here I rest.
Here I lay.
Here I eat of His Word, of His fruit.
Here I abide in Christ.
Here I stroll through Heaven.
Here I visit the tabernacle, His home.
Here I climb Mount Zion.
Here I hear the angels’ praise. Their celestial voices powerful, beautiful, yet they meet my ears with a calming hum.
Here I twirl with praise like ripples, I move with the current of everlasting love. I touch the golden-colored flowers; I study the blue of the sky.
I am delivered a pen and paper to surrender, to share this incredible Love with anyone who’ll listen.
He longs to take you here.
To create this land inside of you.
Search deep inside your Spirit.
You can see it.
You can feel it.
You can taste it.
Maybe differently, but you do.
It rocks your heart and opens your senses.
He fulfills you like no one or nothing ever could.
Seconds with Him are worth more than a lifetime of wealth.
Our God reins, forever His kingdom stands! My feet have never caressed such soft coco-colored soil as they have in this land. My eyes have never gazed upon something more beautiful.
Have you ever sat blissed out from the rich and loving voice of God?
My heart has been made into the house of Jesus.
~This devotional was taken from my book Visions of Celestial Love. To find out more about it, visit the Purchasable Goody page. To buy a copy, click here. <3
