It's another cold January night. All is quiet. I think. I read. I pray. I wonder..
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Wouldn't it be wonderful to sit with God on an evening like this and just quietly talk? Fire dancing in the fireplace. Nice cup of hot tea. Soft classical music in the background. The Presence of God Himself sitting in the wingback chair looking at me as I pour out my heart...and He pours out His love, assurance and peace.
As amazed as I am that He is sitting closeby, I imagine feeling completely secure as He listens intently, laughs joyfully and loves unconditionally. Whether or not all questions are answered, I know I can trust Him...completely.
It isn't a time of hours and minutes but a moment of His love and my longing to praise Him. We simply converse. He listens to my wondering heart. I listen to His unfailing love.
Yet when this moment transforms, I know He is still watching when I cannot see Him. I sense His Presence...always.
No, I haven't actually seen Him sitting in my living room. But I know He is in our home. He travels with me wherever I go. He holds me up when I am tired, weak or ill. He smiles as I say "Good morning" or "Thanks, God, I know You did that." He laughs when I am joyfully surprised by something or someone He placed in my path at just the right time. He wipes my tears when there are no words to describe my deepest heartache, loss or wounds. He carries me when I fall.
He listens to my silence. I hear Him in the silence.
Yes, it is wonderful to sit with God on an evening like this and quietly talk. He is with me...always. ♥~thl
"My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever." Psalm 73: 26
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