My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When can I go and meet with God?
My goal is to make it through the hour with minimal distractions for our fellow church-goers and maximum love and faith strengthening for us. A few weeks back Rufus, one of our teaching pastors, wrapped up his sermon with the typical, "Let us pray."
Next to me chirped a sugar-infused "Yes!" complete with fist pumps. As a smile spread on my face, God's truth covered my heart. When was the last time I got fist-pump excited about the opportunity to pray?
I imagine God getting way more enthused than that, when we come to meet with Him. As we bow the space of our heart, He prepares to move mountains with a whisper. But do I anticipate a Carole King moment? One where -
I feel the earth move under my feet.
I feel the sky tumblin' down.
I feel my heart start to tremblin' whenever you're around.
An encounter with God surpasses any romantic interlude...
A lover can move our hearts but not our obstacles.
A spouse can hold our hand but not our future.
A loved one can make our day but not our eternity.
When can I go and meet with God?