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God is Near



God is near.

He is calling and knocking.
I can hear His voice.
I open the door.
He comes in.

(Weighted pause.)

(What does He think of what He sees.)

He gently looks in my eyes, sees all . . . And smiles.

I welcome Him in.

I'm glad He wants to spend time with me.
He's glad to see me.
(Warm Embrace.)
(Loving words.)

We sit down to supper.
We talk.
Hearts shared.
It's good, very good, all He's brought.
I don't have much to offer Him, but noworry,
He provided all that is on the table.

Bread.  He made it Himself.  For me.
Perfect ingredients.
The finest ground grain.  (Jesus' sinless life)
Olive oil (The Holy Spirit)
Salt - to flavor and preserve (divine grace)
Water - living, cleansing water
Nothing else.
Perfect bread.  Baked on the altar of the cross.  Pierced through.

He breaks off a piece and offers it to me.
It's the best.  All I need.
Satisfying the deepest places.
It cost everything, but He paid the price.
"It's worth it," He says.
His life within me.
His life nourishes me.

I'm thirsty, very thirsty.
He offers fresh juice from the True Vine.
Bitter-sweet.
His spilled blood.
Oh.
"Drink the cup," He says.
Remember. Remember. Remember.
It was shed for me, in my place.
I would have died forever.
He died and then rose again.

Gratitude.
Heart swelling joy.
Thank YOU.
You didn't have to, but you did,
because you keep your covenant of love.

Wow!  You love me.  A lot.
(tears)

"We could do this again tomorrow."

"I have a room for you at my house.
Get ready, and I'll come pick you up.
It's going to be soon."

Yes, Jesus.  
I'm going to be ready.
By YOUR Grace.

There is nothing that satisfies more then spending time with you.

Thoughts on Revelation 3:20,21.


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  1. Araya FrohneOctober 8, 2011 at 10:45 AM

    Thank you for sharing, Mama. It is beautiful. I like the writing. :)

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