the long ones.
the dark ones.
the fearful ones.
the restless ones.
the unsettled ones.
yes...those nights.
sometimes not even sure
exactly why the night is long and
dark and fearful and restless and
unsettled..and the more you
try to figure it all out,
the longer the
nights
become.
and in the light of morning,
this is
where He leads me:
"So let us come boldly to the throne
of our gracious God. There we will receive
His mercy, and we will find grace to help us
when we need it most." Hebrews 4:16
I walk through familiar halls.
I smell recognizable scents.
I feel warmth secure.
I am home.
I have been here
regularly
yet not been here
enough recently.
I am not walking alone.
I am holding a hand
so soft.
so strong.
I look at the
hand holding mine.
I see where the nails
pierced the skin.
I am not alone.
the doorway up ahead is open.
sunshine streams out,
sun's rays collide with drops
of water.
rainbows dance
as colors swirl.
I cannot help but
wonder from where
the drops of water
are coming.
I then realize
they are my
own tears
falling.
that which
brings tears
becomes
beauty.
I enter the room.
the throne room.
I see Him.
He sees me.
His arms open.
His eyes tender.
I run to the throne.
I run to His arms.
He pulls me deep
into Himself.
fear falls away as
assurance overwhelms.
anxious thoughts dissipate
and disappear.
guilt fades as His smile
warms the room.
He reminds me
I am loved.
He reminds me
I am priceless.
and He knows me.
He understands me.
I settle into His lap,
secure in His arms.
this is where I belong.
a place of beauty
indescribable.
my Father's throne room.
a place of welcome.
always and forever.
a place where I am
enough, because
He is enough.
and this is home.
Beautiful words Julie of coming into His glorious presence!
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