
A few months back I posted this picture. No words. No post
title. It was just the picture. I had several comment on telling
more about the photo. At the time I had nothing to tell. I ran
across it and something drew me to it. Tonight I found myself
remembering it and the hold it had on me.
I've had a "zone out" day today. One of those days where
something is going on and you just can't put your finger on
it. On the way home I ran the last few days through my
mind trying to place where "this" was coming from. I knew
what I was doing at the time but traced it back a little more.
Then...Wham! There it was.
I know that in areas my Spiritual walk has gone a bit deep.
Others not so yet. I know you guys are so much deeper in
your Walk with Him. I know I'm learning and growing just
as you. I'm glad you are here to spur me on. Anyway...
The first time it appeared was when a friend was talking
about a date with her husband. Then when I was talking
to two different friends that I hadn't talked to in a long
while. Then in the wonderings of another friend drifting.
Then while longing to talk to some face to face vs.
technology.
Intimacy.
Every relationship carries it's own level of uniqueness.
The "world" right now is pulling me to feel the need
for earthly initmacy when I know it's satan's way of
hiding the fact that it's intimacy with Him I need most.
When I feel the earthly desires for intimacy...I crave it.
I'm craving Him tonight...and satan is doing all he can
do to fill my mind with junk. This picture is what my
hearts longing is right now....to be in that still quiet
place with Him.
Normally on Wed. I've been doing a scripture verse
but this time I'm going to leave a chapter that God
showed me tonight. The neat thing is that verse 3
was the verse I put in my graduation inivitations.
I love that it says "when" and not if.
1 I cry aloud to the LORD;
I lift up my voice to the LORD for mercy.
2 I pour out my complaint before him;
before him I tell my trouble.
3 When my spirit grows faint within me,
it is you who know my way.
In the path where I walk
men have hidden a snare for me.
4 Look to my right and see;
no one is concerned for me.
I have no refuge; no one cares for my life.
5 I cry to you, O LORD; I say, "You are my refuge,
my portion in the land of the living."
6 Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need;
rescue me from those who pursue me,
for they are too strong for me.
7 Set me free from my prison, that I may praise your name.
Then the righteous will gather about me
because of your goodness to me.