Awaiting the day...

Can you imagine a place called home, a place where you are surrounded by thousands and yet you can stand completely alone except for God. Not God the figment on your imagination, the visualisation that occurs when you've heard the smae worship song every sunday for five weeks; a place where God will meet you where you are for real.

"And I will follow after you

for

you are my desire....

Oh Jesus

my heart belongs to you...."

I'm going home, if only for one day. So much has changed in the tiny 12 months that have just passed. and this year while i may only have a day ill just have to pack it full of everything that i would normally fit in to a week.

But just one touch... one tiny word breathed in to my life and thats all that counts. To stand face to face with God for just one moment, i would spend the rest of my life saved. No more doubts no more fears... just the peace of being home forever. Who doesnt want that?

"For you alone are great in power

and you have set my heart on fire

and i will lift my heart and soul

to worship you alone."

I'm more excited for this than anything I have been excited for in many a night. I am longing to be back in that place, longing to ind the keys to recreating it in my life. After all its just an arena full on people and sound isnt it?

Its so much more....

Its people sacrificing time and money, energy and sleep to be where God is. And for a moments peace, for a single second of the feeling that someone loves you unconditionally, wouldn't you give up everything you have

??